My House

"moving in to a new home"

Beads of sound coming down

all to familiar.

Outside chores are out

inside feels peculiar.

Weeks on I've traveled this hall

wonder of others before me

hear their laughter in the walls

maybe... rain splatter.

Walls of darkened wood

creaky floors under my feet

I stopped to feel the house

ever so discreet. 

It's newness makes me happy

It's oldness quite a charm

It's finding it hard to know me

It's finding it hard to warm.

I will belong to an age old passage

of echo's through these halls

It will come to love me

and I will hear it's call.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

One can feel the speaker's exuberance over the new home. Apparently it's an older dwelling and I like the way the poet imagines herself as a part of an ongoing family of owners. Also like the crisp pacing and the rhyming. Well done. Hope there are no ghosts, or at least no unfriendly ones.

ps: the next to last word should be possessive, not a contraction.

[Helen]

I now understand you are writing about a new home, but on first reading, I thought that you were talking about your interior existence vs your outer one, maybe coming to know your soul. Maybe a house is like that too, but I love the feel of the poem, it conveys a strong feeling of belonging

[Levi Levin]

A very charming poem indeed. Down to earth and homely. Great job!

[Franky]

Wow.....this brings back memories of excitement and wonder. The buying of my house! A new life, a new place. A mortgage! Lol

Well done.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Tentative and without confusion which is rare when writing, well done, good read.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

we feel so connected to a new abode, a new house. It becomes us and we become it...the familiarity becomes comfortable, almost like with a lover...
and your poem is so interesting...at the end i am tempted to think of those really old houses where the spirits of those who once lived there stay there infinitely.
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

I don't like change dear Poet.
"I will belong to an age old passage
of echo's through these halls
It will come to love me
and I will hear it's call."
I agree, with time. New home will be okay. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote