The House Vine Read Count : 130

Category : Poems

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House abandoned long ago
Memories haunt within
and the yard around it
No despair no loneliness 
life continues without.

Not aware of life before
Craving something to climb.
Creeping along the grass
where bugs chew and chatter.
Discovering old stone.

Wicked maze of cracks
many branches follow abroad 
a stone masons collage
over weathered doors
though shattered windows

The house breathes in deeply
Cold stone remembered warmth
Story of stories old
No see, no hear, history
new residents never know.

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