Today I'm alone at home; a rare treat.


The house 
silent waiting
Breathing slow and easy 
Creaking as the day's warmth pervades
Sounds heard meant for no one 
A distant car a robin's trill
Sun though drawn curtains
highlights dust in places never seen before
The house reveals herself for what she is
Silent waiting warming caring

Poetry by josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-12-31 at 03:35

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Nils Teodor The PoetBay support member heart!
Thanks for this written beauty
with a sense of warm simplicity,
Best wishes,

This is so reassuring somehow, that feeling of alone time coupled with the familiar, the final line says it all.

Coo & Co The PoetBay support member heart!
This poem has a pleasant warming effect, Joe. All at Coo & Co like the format and the imagery. And 'a robin's trill' is especially appealing :>)

Thomas D The PoetBay support member heart!
That darned sunlight, always pointing out the dust! I enjoyed this poem, too, Joe. It reminds me of some French poetry of the mid-20th century ... can't place the poet's name at the moment.

I also like the rhythmical balance and the audible specificity of "A distant car a robin's trill."

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
As one who currently is in just such a place, I appreciate the calm and soothing qualities of this poem.