The House That Jack Built

The House That Jack Built

A Poem by Bubo
"

Have no idea where this came from! Maybe don't stay somewhere that is not truely where you belong. Life is short, and dreams can happen.

"

 

 

The house that Jack built

He thought was sturdy and strong

But foundations trembled and shook

Every time he stepped into the home

Walls bled, flowers drooped

Even pictures folded

                           To escape the mood

And she would close her eyes

Forget the sun

Forget the rainy day dreams

Become surplus to requirements

Fitting into her apron, smoothing the grey

Wash away the dishes

                             Scrub down the pain

There was nothing to gain

In trying to talk to him again.

   So she hushed

Wept as storms brewed

Above the roof of the house that Jack built,

While he slept in careless slumber

Assuming, always assuming

That luck was on his side

Money, he thought, bound all ties,

     But she had never felt so poor

As she bathed the internal sores

Never felt so hungry

For something she had no name for,

    Knowing half alive was half dead

She could no longer defend her head

For her heart had stretched

For miles and miles and miles

To rest

Upon a little house

That Jack had not built

With lies.

 

 


© 2008 Bubo



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Deni ...
I love it... and (where do.....you get your pictures ? )

"Assuming, always assuming
That luck was on his side
Money, he thought, bound all ties,
But she had never felt so poor
As she bathed the internal sores
Never felt so hungry
For something she had no name for,
Knowing half alive was half dead"

~ this is the core of the shadowed truth some live with...day...in and..day out.

How truly cluless are those who without a care sow the seeds of others misery...
tossing money on fresh wounds... will no more heal than... things can feed a family

no amount of home decorating can hide... damage or neglect

Kudos ...
blesssssssssssss

Posted 4 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.



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i think this is great writing ,your message was clear,you told a wonderful tale,i could tell.......
Wonderful writing... what can i say just perfect.

Posted 4 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

How perfect. Mixing a childlike fairy tale into the reality of life, watching as it passes you by. Too bad more peoople don't notice or just can't see this reality. Thank you!

: ) Christel

Posted 4 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Excellent write. How many women are living such a life ? I love the realness of this piece. Your words captured the emptiness...the mundane loneliness of her life. Great. Rain..

Posted 4 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

it had a fairy tale quality to it. i liked it. i have always enjoyed that kind of thing. the message was interesting as well, and the flow was beautiful. really amazing write! thanks so much!

-doug-

Posted 4 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

very interesting, vivid with on screen display .... & with the touch of reality

Posted 4 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Deni ...
I love it... and (where do.....you get your pictures ? )

"Assuming, always assuming
That luck was on his side
Money, he thought, bound all ties,
But she had never felt so poor
As she bathed the internal sores
Never felt so hungry
For something she had no name for,
Knowing half alive was half dead"

~ this is the core of the shadowed truth some live with...day...in and..day out.

How truly cluless are those who without a care sow the seeds of others misery...
tossing money on fresh wounds... will no more heal than... things can feed a family

no amount of home decorating can hide... damage or neglect

Kudos ...
blesssssssssssss

Posted 4 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.


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