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The Old House
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The Old House |
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Logan Senior Member
since 2001-05-28
Posts 1641Arkansas |
In old field, hid from sight Under wisteria there was a delight Frame of board, porch dropped down Empty windows with only breeze sound But then a whisper came to me Don’t judge me now, listen and see As by magic, the vine was gone I heard the house sing its song I remember when he brought her to me Bright and shining for her to see A home to raise children strong With love and care each day long The years went by, I was filled with love Husband and children and mourning dove The land grew crop, the children grew tall I heard the sounds as she gave her all Worn from work, the couple gave Until the day, they could no longer save Children had left, the towns they did draw Hearing the magic of the siren’s call Weathered came I, too much to upkeep As the old couple lay down in final sleep The vines did grow, and covered me over The land had been sold, fields went to clover But listen close, and you can hear The sounds of living that held me dear Even if my frame is gone My soul does live in whipperwill song Please look down beyond yard weed To see the flowers gone to seed Take a bulb and plant it well And in your heart I will ever dwell I did what the old house told me to do And found the bulbs it told me to Now in my yard as flower waves I hear the old house telling of its days |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Logan...how gentle...and how well it suits us all, to listen to the strains of an old house sing... |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I love this, Logan... it's one of your very finest. *S* I'd love it even if my Dad and I hadn't dug a daffodil bulb from the front yard of his first home. *S* Perhaps the few weathered boards that remained were pleased. *S* [This message has been edited by suthern (05-15-2002 01:18 PM).] |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Logan An old home holds many things...voices, laughter...the music of wood, the footfalls of life....and you are a listener..of course it spoke to you. Loved this! |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Logan! Lovely to read your words again. How the heck are you? Cor |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Logan, this one I shall put into my library and treasure, for I live in a very very old house, and have often wondered what it was thinking...and try my best to care for it...in fact I'm on my way out the door now to tend to it's garden. Thank you for this keeper gentle man. *soft smiles and warm hugs* ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Very nicely done Logan. It says a lot to all who can relate to the same ties! |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (big hugggsssssss) Oh logan, this poem too brought back many memories too as I read this, sweet friend, I thought of my grandparent's old house and how just looking at the interior garage door always makes me think of the times we fashioned birdhouses in there! (sigh) This is excellent, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Logan, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
But listen close, and you can hear The sounds of living that held me dear Even if my frame is gone My soul does live in whipperwill song Logan, this is simply beautiful. Going into my library for sure!! Chris Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Sometimes inside or out of stately old homes, or even run-down ones, I like to imagine they speak to me, and I am so glad to hear I am not the only strange "duck" that does this  I loved how this one spoke to you my friend (thought you were away?) - nice to see your inspired even when you are working. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Logan, this is such a beauty....Brings back many thoughts of places long ago where I grew up...Each home having it's own character to add to the life within... You have penned a very enjoyable poem.. Thank You... |
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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
Hello Logan What a vast array of wonderful images were portrayed through your words. I was held captive through each and every verse. It's so nice to see you here again and to read your wonderful words of wisdom. Take care.....Sue Suetang |
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