the house is in a street
surrounded by leaves
overhanging trees
in perpetual sunshine
seems to hang
suspended in a previous decade
there’s a gentle breeze
but it’s warm
there’s the sound of a gate
not rusty but metallic
the latch clicks
the house is dusty
with old carpets
so sunbeams can stream
through the motes in the air
there are people around
not like in empty dormitory suburbs
people are visible
but not watched
it’s a short walk to the shops
a bicycle passes by
the two storeys of the weatherboard house
tell us it’s American
at least from an American movie
painted duck egg blue and white
has a fly screen door at the side
that slams sometimes
the entrance most used
leading to the kitchen
the front door
rarely used
opens off a veranda
with steps
people are at home during the day
there’s the quiet buzz of activity
the doors unlocked
I want to be there. Very inspired by this.
ReplyDeleteI immediately saw the middle class American house of the movies, Anna! Great.
ReplyDeletehouse of my dreams!
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