Blue skies, fresh air
Pink, orange, purple…the Garden resplendent
Blood Red bricks, white lattice French windows
The House…
It towers…imposing
Strong, safe, beautiful…
Inviting
Watching…
Waiting…
‘I love you my darling…our first house’, gushes She
‘Our Home my dear…our Home’, coos He.
Hand in hand they walk through the door…
The House…
It swells
‘I love you too…’
Contented sighs.
Happy laughter
Forever after
Two souls entwined…
Unshakeable love.
The birds…
They chirped
The House…
It sneered
Watching…
Waiting.
Snow falls…
Rain pours…
Spring declines a visit
Cold…grey…wet…dank
The rot sets in
Vermin, vile drains…
Mounting bills…unpaid
Blood Red bricks, white lattice French windows
Inside and out, the Rot sets in
The House…
It smiles
‘I hate you’, she screams
‘Likewise you whore’, he sucks a cigarette
Hate-filled voices
Venomous choices
Doors slam…
Silence
Inside and out…
Two lonely souls
In two separate rooms
Quiet sorrows
Unhinged tomorrows
The House…
It cheers.
Flowers wilt…
Birds away…
The garden slowly caves
Shredded vows…
Shattered nows…
Lightening strikes
‘I hate you’
A Thunderous roar
‘Likewise…you whore’
Angry sorrow
The House…
It holds its breath
Silence…
Silence…
Silence…
BANG! BANG!
Silence…
Silence…
Silence…
A bubbling sound
Like a bubbling brook
Blood red bricks…
Blood red floors
Two lonely Souls
In two separate rooms
Are no more.
A bubbling sound
Like a bubbling brook
Loud, manic, joyous
The House…
It quivers with laughter.
Blue skies, fresh air
Pink, orange, purple…
The Garden resplendent
Blood Red bricks, white lattice French windows
The House…
It towers…imposing
Strong, safe, beautiful…
Lonely
Watching…
Waiting…
Moving vans, chairs, tables, toys…
Silver threads of joy…
A Baby’s pram.
‘Home sweet home’, promises He
‘For now and always?’ teases She
Tender kisses, warm embraces
Fluttering lace curtains in the wind
Love, Faith, Trust…
Blind belief
Hand in hand
They walk through the door…
The House…
It swells
She, baby and He
Blood red bricks…
Blood red floors…
The House…
It sighs...
Relief.