Line Gauthier Poet Free verse

There It Sat

It was a gorgeous house
Dated in its style
A stone-walled bungalow
Quiet sitting up on a hill

I’d never seen a sign of life
And the stories lurked about
Owned by an old photographer
Whose son had hung himself

A house that seemed abandoned
Where everyone had left their soul
In some form passed away and died
Leaving just the ghosts to roam



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

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Timothy Mcguire February 14, 2019 at 7:28 PM Wonderful! A fav for me. Line Gauthier February 14, 2019 at 8:43 PM Wow thank you, Timothy. Most appreciated.

M. L. Kiser February 13, 2019 at 4:41 PM Quite chilling and got my adrenaline pumping; had to "fav"; well done. Line Gauthier February 13, 2019 at 5:23 PM Thanks, ML. I wish I could say it was made up. Imagine hearing that story when I was aged 8 !!