The House Vine
Read Count : 130
Category : Poems
Sub Category : N/A
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.
Comments
- No Comments