Thursday, April 06, 2023

these eight years

who knew


my old house creaks

settles, little sounds

hard to hear;

lately I've noticed

that and the humming

of the a/c compressor

of the refrigerator


who knew


when all I loved

was the shuffling

of my heart on

hardwoods, the

click-clack of too

long nails needing

to be trimmed and

the near barks

when fuzzy things invaded

Their yard


these eight years

they had a house

a house that creaks and hums


who knew

Monday, April 03, 2023

then there was none

to ether gone are  

the shuffling of tiny feet 

on wood and tile

the sharp bark

when cats invade the yard

the soft cuddles 

left am I with

a quiet house

a clean house

an empty house

a heart too sore to mend