The house was as it always was; the concoctions of must and chipping paint gave it its usual pungent smell, while the ever-expanding cobwebs decorated the plain walls nicely. Like the residents, the spiders themselves were scarcely seen, however, meaning that the space between the walls were often left blank. An empty home was a strange sight indeed. No family, no dining table, no white picket fence here.
Today’s prompt was to write a haibun that included our home town’s landscape as a source of inspiration. I worked quite hard on this poem so please do let me know if you’ve enjoyed it too 🙂 !
Apologies for my recent lack of poems – keeping up with the 30/30 challenge is extremely difficult to do when you have exams to study for but I will try harder to keep on top of it. For today’s prompt we were asked to consider the future — enjoy!