Old House

I’m looking at an old house Called home by someone I will look at any old house new or old but Home is ALWAYS an old house Old people open doors Walk the floors Old people light the candles Decorate the mantles And the roof ever slants So young thoughts may go Sliding down to settle on ground In front of home Seasons come Seasons go Cloudy bright Rain or snow Inside though Home is ever warmed By timeless ghosts Of hearth reborn I’m climbing the stairs of an old house Called home by someone To open a door Find stairs and climb some more To follow the footsteps of some vague someone In an old house called home ............................................................... For Trudy

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/20/2010 11:34:00 AM

very interesting and full of imagination. I am afraid those who love their home pristine might run fleeing from MY home, with so many "things" accumulated that even my husband takes to tossing them in the garage. haha. Luv,andrea

Carrie Richards

Date: 1/3/2010 10:01:00 AM

Thank you for bringing me back to this poem of yours!Yes! I can see why my haunted old house poem, reminded you of this one! I too, love old houses, and the history that it holds. We live in a small town, with quite a number of Victorian houses that are historical landmarks. I do not believe, the modern trend of "cookie cutter" look alike, surburbia houses,won't be much of a legacy to leave behind! :(Our ancestors, made quality that will live on.Love antiques in general! Love this poem! Luv C.

Barbara Cameron

Date: 12/7/2009 10:52:00 AM

brilliant, great minds think alike, loved this simple,nostalgic poem. barbara cameron. read my new poem, take care, B

Sara Kendrick

Date: 10/6/2009 10:06:00 AM

I like this one and the hidden meanings. Keep writing. Sara

Corinne Curcio

Date: 8/12/2009 9:38:00 AM

Hi Daver - It's me again. I'm sorry to read you're still plagued with eye problems. :-( Miss your wonderful writing - and you - here on the board

Corinne Curcio

Date: 7/25/2009 1:19:00 PM

Very sweet daver I'm so sorry you're not feeling so good. Hope you'll be doing better soon. Will miss you here!

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 7/23/2009 6:57:00 AM

Daver my eyes are misty from your recollection of walking in the old house called home by someone. Splendid write. Love, Carol

James Fraser

Date: 7/15/2009 10:51:00 AM

A poem of delight, from the Daver write. Trudy will be really chuffed>>James

Nola Perez

Date: 7/12/2009 6:17:00 AM

Daver dear, I do love this poem, the messages in its pauses which gave this reader pause to add her own. Thanks for remarks which I have only just now read re "Culture Shock." This guy broke my heart, time & time again. Time brings healing & insight.

Denis Joe

Date: 7/11/2009 12:07:00 PM

If this is an example of your light poetry I shudder to think what your idea of ‘serious’ work is. This is a beautifully composed poem. I like the use of spaces between words in certain lines. It gives uniformity to the poem in that each line is measured. That means that the space between the words has meaning other than a pause. The language in this is beautiful: “Old people open doors - Walk the floors”, for example, forces the imagination of the reader. A great piece of poetic writing!

Aleera De La Keur

Date: 7/11/2009 7:04:00 AM

Wonderful write, your words always pull me in, its why you are in my favorites!!!! Aleera

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 7/10/2009 12:34:00 PM

So much warmth in this old house, Daver. But it doesn't come from the structure; it comes from those who lived there and left their mark on its history. I see Trudy loved it too. Excellent writing! Love, Carolyn (Hope your book is coming along well!)

Date: 7/10/2009 11:26:00 AM

Nice use of imagery for a heartfelt poem. I like the creative format. Nice one! Karen

Trudy Diane Rider

Date: 7/10/2009 5:02:00 AM

Thank you much for sharing this with me :::she said through tears::: this is a beautiful, heartfelt, wonderful poem. I know these feelings, I've lived in this house, and somewhere you were a part of it too. Your soul is good and loving and pure, and I am so glad we met!! Love, Tru (and this is going in my favs)