Friday, September 2, 2011

Nobody Left To Love Me


Someone always leaving
and never coming back.
The wooden houses left too long abandoned
to turn old and gray.

Weeds pushing apart . . .
Trees gone wild,
Fields taking over
Shredded curtains blowing in the wind.

Beams of weathered wood . . .
No longer able to hold in
The soft heartbeat of Home.

23 comments:

Maura @ Lilac Lane Cottage said...

Hello Jo!

Such beautiful words...sad but true for so many abandoned homes. I'm so glad I took photo's of the old abandoned homestead not far from us because when we drove by last Saturday we found it had been torn down. The house the barn and other buildings...nothing left but foundations. I had always meant to go back and get a closer look...now sadly it's too late. I hope you have a wonderful Labor Day weekend!
Maura :)

matron said...

I live in an area that has a lot of old abandoned cottages,most of them are in ruins now.It seems that the old family home is now replaced with new fancy bungalows.There are such interesting stories of the people,now long gone,I wonder if their descendants living in these new homes will have such interesting histories for future generations.
An interesting photo and a, sad but haunting verse to go with it, sadly,so true.

Deb said...

It is fascinating to think of the lives and their stories that were sheltered by that house.

Sharon said...

I am saddened when I see an old abandoned house fall to decay. Houses do need people to keep them alive.

Sandra said...

it has one person that loves it, ME beautiful in my eyes

Tina Eudora said...

What a beautiful poem Jo! Did you write it?
When I was a child I always wondered about abandoned homes, what dreams they had once held, why now were they standing alone and empty? I believe there a metaphor in there somewhere about the roads not taken in our own lives and maybe that is the poignancy empty houses evoke.
Lovely though provoking post Jo, have a wonderful holiday weekend!
Tina xo

Wayfarin' Stranger said...

Thanks, Jo. I'm afraid the only way we can save most of these is in photographs. Jim

Trish said...

Beautiful words and oh, what a beautiful place. I would love it!

Milah said...

This photo and poem reminds me of a line spoken by Elijah Wood in the movie, The War. Elijah's father bought his family a home that needed an extensive amount of work - similar to the one you've pictured here. Elijah, referring to the house, says to his mom, "Lipstick and rouge mom....all she needs is lipstick and rouge."

Louise said...

Oh, sad. I hope the old house is holding tight to all the memories it has of the happy family life that left its imprint there.

Deanna said...

Jo, you always have the neatest pictures!!!!

Have a great week-end and God bless,
d from homehaven nestled in the kansas flinthills

Kim said...

I almost bought one of those houses and moved it to our property (before we built our farmhouse of course). It was only $2000, yes, two thousand. You should have seen the thick mahogany trim throughout! Hubby wisely said no. It had no indoor bathroom. And the fire dept. burned it down for practice. Sad! I wonder what makes people walk away from places that have so much character.

George said...

I like your poem and the picture that goes with it. Well done!
I hope you have a great weekend.

Mama-Bug said...

I'd love to have this old home to give it some TLC!

L. D. Burgus said...

I never thought of a house as a person before now and this does make me feel sad.

YONKS said...

I could easily love this house!
Lovely music :-)
Dianne
X

Lady Jane said...

So sad to see a house abandoned. I bet this one saw a lot of love and work in its day.

Denise said...

Still a lot of beauty in the old places isn't there?

ramblinbess said...

Did you take that picture? Such an atmospheric spot!

Vicki said...

Hi, I think you post some of the most beautiful photos I have ever seen! I just love your blog...Have a wonderful weekend...

Snapper II said...

Oohhhhhh Wow.
Great blog.

Pastor Sharon said...

The poem is lovely and I am either having SERIOUS dejavu or I have seen this photo before.

It reminds me of my great grandfather's home. The memories I retrieve from those visits bring smiles and so much love.

Kim @ Stuff could... said...

Beautiful words with the picture...It makes me sad since it looks like so many houses that I have seen. The soft heartbeat of Home.