Prompted by Poet's Place Cafe

Forgotten - Tools of the Trade Milquetoast

Forgotten

The old house
sits back from the road,
a weathered white porch
          sags, a broken rail
propped to the side.
An ancient oak ominously
          leans over the patched,
                    curled roof.
A shattered side window
repaired with cardboard
                    and duck tape
suggests a previous
          break in.
Concealed within,
          a lone flicker of light.
                    ~~Judi Van Gorder

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Oops, I read the article "DISCUSSION: Milquetoast"   @

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~ The Poet's Place Cafe~  (E) A place for discussion on poetry, reviews, contests, etc. #1937709 by Dave's trying to catch up

and wrote a poem concentrating on strong words and the political climate of the day, thus "War Zone - Tools of the Trade - strong words"  however if I had paid attention to the assignment in the article, I wouldn't have just concentrated on strong words but described an emotion through an inanimated object. This poem is closer to the assignment.