We scrubbed and scoured and sage smudged the place
till the ghosts of before us were all erased.
Then, we sock dance dusted the blonde wood floor
and hung some cheap prints from the secondhand store.
The bars on the windows blocked out the stars.
Still, the view took my breath because it was ours.
For Open Link Monday at Real Toads
27 comments:
Sounds like my Mr's first apartment in college.
yeah, i can see it. mine had a view of a brick wall and mourning doves on the roof.
I like this very much. Such skilled use of the couplets as well--they were so smooth I hardly noticed them! Just gave it a wonderful rhythm
A super evocation of that 'first place'. :-)
being ours covers a multitude of things doesnt it...smiles...love the dancing in the socks as well...that is fun...smiles
I love the alliterated smudge sticks and the sock dusting, making it belong right down into the mystical cracks.
Oh, this is touching, MZ. Having a place that is one's own is sometimes the most important thing of all.
I love the first stanza and "sock dance dusted". I remember this feeling; I did have it once.
Love this. And all it evokes.
Love it...nothing like your own place no matter how humble
There is something about your own space, regardless the size or quality. To be able to sock dance dust your own floor is worth its weight in gold...unless the rent is due..lol. This one is big....
What a beauty! Concise, to the point, but still lyrical. Many thanks.
Greetings from London.
This says so much about starting out.. Wading into independence, beginning a life with someone outside your immediate family, and making a home.
...you brought "it" back for me. Thank you.
This makes me think of my son in his new home. There's nothing like making a place your home. :)
This is great! It really captures the excitement of moving in and making someplace home even if it isn't the ultimate dream.
A wink of memory, and a flash of young are never to be despised--now if I sock-dance dusted, I'd put my back out. Loved this, MZ.
I remember my first apartments. Loved this, MZ!Love "the view took my breath because it was ours."
Being ours..is all that matters..nice write!
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..because it was ours...love this..and everything else becomes second line...
Because it was ours covers a multitude of shortcomings, doesn't it.
Really enjoyed the rhythm of this piece, MZ.
So lovely... especially the ending.
YES!!!
I wonder at how we did it, all those years ago. But we did. And it was a hell of a lot of fun, all that work.
YES!!!
I wonder at how we did it, all those years ago. But we did. And it was a hell of a lot of fun, all that work.
YES!!!
I wonder at how we did it, all those years ago. But we did. And it was a hell of a lot of fun, all that work.
Very sweet and evocative. K
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