The Fall of the House of [us]Her

The last of me was the first thing you noticed, between smiles that never reached the eyes and laughter that came at all the wrong moments, the end caught your attention before the beginning, and mine was caught on anything but

Where

Focus

Should

Lie

What about a girls downfall is considered so irresistible?
that tears need be wiped dry
and why must rage be quietened
for her to be
fixed

You thought my end was in the promise that next year would be the last
thing
you’d
notice
when you’d offer a kiss goodbye and I’d smile, give in return and then thank you for seeing me as
such a delightful
project

Such a worthy
Fixer up

And if you see me as a home I understand why you took the hammer to my heart
but excuse my confusion as this
Is
Where
I thought laid the hearth one day we would sit our children before
yet you fixed the cracks in the walls
only to leave all the windows open
for rain to fall inside
to stand and watch
as rot wrapped around these arms
where you’d promised to wind daisy chains
the white of their petals stained red
from the thorns of roses that restrained

before

You could step once more over my threshold
where if only you had noticed
that the first time a home is damaged
it may learn to stand again
it’s foundation hardened
however superficially

But the second time
it is left empty
it’s crumbling walls
and creaking floors
no longer irresistible

To an eye that saw what could be
rather than what already was

It will fall

30 thoughts on “The Fall of the House of [us]Her”

  1. This is superbly written! Brilliant! I had read a few of your ramblings, but this one is fantastic! The piece gets you hooked from the start, and your words really leave no breathing space for the reader, no space wasted, everything terse and intact, till the reader reads the ending lines – a tumultuous journey trotted in such a small space.

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    1. Wow, Risshu, what a comment! You definitely need to come back again haha! And not just because your own writing is amazing so I like having you around here. ๐Ÿ˜› Thank you for such kind words!

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      1. Ah! The pleasure was mine Arbie. The piece deserved all the praise. Glad! ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š

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  2. Damn fine – when you set your mind to prose you are one of my favorites out there! Yes there, in the cyber ether (see me waving my arms hither and thither!). Lurvve it! โค

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    1. *blushes and grins like a mad woman* Thank you! Also, can’t help but imagine you’re doing some Kate Bush (from Heathcliff in particular) dance moves with the hithering and thithering! Haha! xxxx

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      1. Yes indeed! I am out on the wily, windy moor (of my mind).
        In reality Iโ€™m at work … such a waste for someone of my literary ilk hehe ๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ˜˜

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  3. Wow, Arbie! I have goosebumps!!! This poem is par excellent and it brought so much emotion within me it’s not funny!!! Fantastic utterly fantastic write! ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ

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  4. This is such a powerful piece โค. The words have imprinted easily in my mind and the amount of emotions that were born into my soul are deep! Greetings from a rainbow soul turned monochrome ๐ŸŒˆ!

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