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I Will Take As Many Words As I Want To Write This Story

Chimes--------------------

Chimes ring silently
in a house long vacant.
Long void of love and affection
and laughter.

Chimes ring
In the mind of the walls.
Not really a ring. Notating time; or hours past
But a sad, sorrowful mourn.

A dirge for lost days gone by.
Never to return.

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SW-User

Wow there's a lot of emotion here. A deadened feeling, one I feel with my childhood home. Sigh.

Elandra77

@SW-User I could say a lot about this piece and the picture accompanying it. I had the poem;the thought, wrote first and wanted a pic to go with it. After a lot of searching I found this..And that should be enough...

..but not for me. I wanted to know more about this house-if there was more to be found. I traced the photographer down and asked why this place. They said they "were traveling and this place called to them and they had to stop and take pics of it--almost as if it had silently wanted the attention one more time". OK-that is paraphrasing but you get the idea.

I think of the house I live in now. There is just me in a house that once had four, repleat with joy, laughter, sorrow, tears, fun, merriment and warmth. Now I talk to the walls and, while they are great listeners they never speak back.

There are chimes here. I can't hear them but the house can. A lonely dirge for days gone by.

Never to return.