Old Abandoned House

Down a dusty dirt road sits an abandoned antebellum

house once filled with laughter long ago

Perfumed magnolia trees haunt the air;

inside no fluorescent lights or cracked linoleum,

instead peeling wallpaper and creaky floors,

cobweb corners and musty scent as no sunlight

from windows shut for too long.

Your ghost chased me through its rooms

and boarded with me on the train here

So room by room…

Walls are patched, windows opened up

old wood polished back to life

spider webs chased from their hiding places

to release the spirits dancing around my head.

Old house is cold at night,

fireplace and flue need the ashes swept before rekindling,

its warming flames once again.

(c) Amanda Wilson 2013


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