An Old House






Morguefile
Pellinni



i live in a house with good bones
though 117 years makes
       its skin sag
       its insulation fray
       its paint chip

i listen to its heartbeat
in those last moments before sleep
takes me

pine treads give a little
on the stairs
as you come up

lay your old bones next to mine
in shifting softness



copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2018


Posted for Poets United

Comments

  1. This is the sort of house I love, one that is a home, one a soul can wear as a cloak... Wonderful!

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    1. I think often about how this house feels to me --and the lives that have been lived here

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  2. The stories that house could tell! Do you know any of its history?

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    1. I do! Our house is the original guest house on an old farm. The house across the street is the original farmhouse built in 1896. There is also a farm worker's house, a carriage house and a pump house--

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  3. A delightful love story.
    ZQ

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  4. This is the type of home I grew up on, built by my grandfather's grandfather. I love a home with good bones and a nurturing soul

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  5. Old homes have SO much character. Sort of like older people? Homes and people have many stories. Some are told, and some never will be.

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  6. I like this house, it has character :)

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  7. These mature houses have so much character than the cookie cutter houses being built. Sadly, many of older houses are being torn down and replaced with soulless constructs.

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  8. Perfect! Yes! I know this so well, but couldn't have worded it better. And how wonderful that another body of old bones shares the bed.

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  9. Old homes have character, and you captured that fact perfectly. I would like your old home.

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  10. Old homes are filled with untold stories and have a rich history around them. Beautifully penned 💜

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  11. Ohhh! Now I am in love wth the house, and the couple with their dear, familiar old bones.

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  12. Lovely reminded me of my old house back in Riga, Latvia.

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