Ruth Walters

Never Empty - Poem by Ruth Walters

Do you ever muse all houses do
while you're at work, the kids at school.
How the traffic roars as it rolls on by
and the telephone rings with no reply.
The refrigerator sings its refrigerator tune
and the gas man calls in the afternoon.
How rain pours through that hole in the roof
and the ants infest all the children's shoes.
Have you ever thought on that dear folk,
when you're out all day and the front door's locked.
When the spiders dance and crickets chirp
with their clod hopper feet on the skirting boards,
making merriment while you're away,
assuming the house is empty all day.
Have you ever looked under old floor boards
where the mice all run when the cat's at play
and the spiders return at the break of day.
Only the house knows what goes on,
only its walls see the spiders run
and the crickets dance and the mice at play,
only the house when you're all away
except for the clock on the kitchen wall
with its heart ever beating the time of day.

Comments about Never Empty by Ruth Walters

  • (9/15/2012 9:44:00 AM)

    I think my house is lazy and just stays sternly on guard or snoring as it creaks, while some spiders get in under the door and the dog barks in the yard. A good write and some interesting ideas conveyed and explored. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 24, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 12, 2013

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