Time again for Friday Fictioneers. Over a 100 people each week join the merry band of devotees to create a 100 word piece of fiction based on the weekly prompt. You’ll not be shot for going over nor for stepping sideways and finding that your fiction suddenly rhymes (sorry).
I haven’t had chance to catch up with the majority of last weeks entries or to answer the comments on mine, I apologise on bended knee, but life, work and crap got in the way. I promise to do much better this week.
Papered lives and layers of time,
Ghosts in mortar, spirits in lime,
Layers of love and life and loss,
Echoes filled of what once was,
Coloured hues with faded lustre,
Patterned still but lacking structure,
Hints of laughter and hints of tears,
Hints of hope and hints of fears,
The kiss we stole, the hidden smile,
The secret look, the wedding aisle,
The child we made, the man we raised,
The house we built, the home we craved,
And now all that’s left is the paper trail,
That hides beneath its faded veil,
But when we’re gone and turned to dust,
You’ll see those layers and remember us.
42 thoughts on “This Old House”
I’m just in awe. How an entire life story is sentimentally survived by its witness, the house, is so clever and heart warming. I always wonder what stories we’d here if walls could talk. Incredible piece, Helen!
Thank you, sometimes it probably best to let the walls keep the stories, lol 🙂
This is lovely
This is a brilliant piece for the photo and really captures that feeling of an old house and what lies within in its walls 🙂
Thank you, I struggled to come up with a bit of fiction this week. the poem just struck me 🙂
Absolutely beautiful. Well done.
You’ve done it again, though I should stop being surprised. Brilliantly woven, Helen.
Thank you kind sir 😉
Some great sentiments. Nicely done.
Thanks Sandra 🙂
A lovely reflection on lives lived in a loving home
Helen, this is one of my favorit FF entries so far, superb poetry. I am amazed!!!!
Ahh, thanks 🙂
I too am speechless – am a sucker for good poems; and more than the story presented its the free flow of the verse that hooked me. Surely the best post read till now this week !
Thanks for such a lovely comment 🙂
Fantastic! Love how you were able to create this lovely rhyme from the photo prompt this week, you did a marvelous job!
Thanks so much 🙂
A gorgeous poem. Not something I could write…but a piece I can totally appreciate.
Thank you, sometimes my prose escapes me and I can do nothing but rhyme 🙂
You’ve perfectly put into words the mood, spirit and feeling of this photo to create a beautiful story, Helen.
Thank you 🙂
Lovely write! You’ve taken the expression If walls could talk…beautifully written.
That was so lovely. Ah, the stories an old house could tell if it could talk!
I need to take a leaf out of your book, I’m always too nice. I need to go dark, maybe next week 😉
Yeah, go dark! I’ve done a couple of “nice” ones 🙂
Lovely. I loved ‘the man we raised’ – probably because people usually say ‘the child we raised’ but this has so much more meaning. Too many lovely lines to mention them all. Brilliant.
Thanks so much 🙂
Papered lives and layers of time, Indeed. I love the way you papered the lives then peeled them back to bare bones , so to speak.
Dear Helen, Beautiful poetry! I love it, such a sad, melancholy verse which is true with each generation. Love it Helen! You are great! Nan 🙂
Aww, thanks for such a lovely comment Nan 🙂
Helen, A beautiful poem that covers almost the whole of the couple’s adult and married life in just 100 words. Lovely poetic description. Well done. 🙂 —Susan
Thank you 🙂
Ooops! I really didn’t mean to name my story the same as yours. I usually read through to make sure I didn’t duplicate. I really loved your poem. It is beautiful and well done! 🙂
Ha Ha, don’t worry about it. I never read before hand and then think I should. But sometimes the ideas there and you just have to run with it 🙂
wow.. this was so impressive.. you used all the poetic tools.. still in a straightforward way told a whole life story.. and probably part of the next to.. the alliterations, rhymes, and repetitions all work to maximum effect.