If They Only Knew!

Rooms now vacant

Except for….

Empty promises

The old house reverts

back into the hands

of forgotten ghosts

of names no longer


But he knows, he feels their


Their mute lament

Floorboards speak of

shoe-less feet

Doors close without wind

or human touch

The sound of end of day

Whispers from painted


As each room is checked

for living forms

The dubious ethic of working


or getting on

If they only knew

They are not alone!


Paolo Michell

About pmisteil

Hi, my name is Paul though I write under other names like, Thatcher and Paolo, I love literature, art and architecture their passion and drama....the contradictions. The notion of Truth-who is the person behind the mask? Or does it matter! I like long walks and longer conversations over cappuccinos in a cafe with atmosphere and the rest is a journey!
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