On a Drive

The Houses space apart
     After a Stop sign to this street;
     With Nightmares on the lawn
     Where the Maple trees grow tall.

     Small critters travel through
     Birds flitter in their turn
     You drove passed once and noticed
     One House more than the others.

     Its driveway slightly cracked,
     But no need for new repairs.
     Nothing was inviting you
     Past the few Porch walkway stairs.

     The windows looking down
     Saw straight into your face;
     The House is not abandoned
     But there is no sign of life.

     Behind is fence and gateway.
     Briefly passing bye,
     You remember in a dreamscape
     Some lone House along your drive.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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