Broken Spirit

Bare, but for the dust and mold

Warmth has given way to cold

All laughter gone, no voices sing

No door to knock on, bell to ring

Silence fills each passing day

I wonder where my people stay

I long for footsteps, breath and dreams

The salty tears, the happy screams

Oh, how the children stomped on me

And oh, the pleasure of turned key

Now all is gone, I stand alone

I’m but a house, no more a home

Bare, but for the dust and mold

Warmth has given way to cold

All laughter gone, no voices sing

No door to knock on, bell to ring

Silence fills each passing day

I wonder where my people stay

I long for footsteps, breath and dreams

The salty tears, the happy screams

Oh, how the children stomped on me

And oh, the pleasure of turned key

Now all is gone, I stand alone

I’m but a house, no more a home

2821 Plaza Drive — My mother’s house, after Katrina

Broken Spirit

Bare, but for the dust and mold

Warmth has given way to cold

All laughter gone, no voices sing

No door to knock on, bell to ring

Silence fills each passing day

I wonder where my people stay

I long for footsteps, breath and dreams

The salty tears, the happy screams

Oh, how the children stomped on me

And oh, the pleasure of turned key

Now all is gone, I stand alone

I’m but a house, no more a home

Published by Rhonda Lee Richoux

I am retired from the public school system. I create magic wands and spells, write mediocre poetry and the occasional freelance magazine article; research local history and family genealogy; I’m an activist and keep in touch with friends, family and archenemies on Facebook, Twitter, What’s App and Word Press. I'm a Fiipina-Cajun troublemaker and trickster. I'm feeling as invincible as Keith Richards these days. Fuck is my favorite word. View more posts

2 thoughts on “Broken Spirit”

I had to repost this one, because it disappeared! It’s one of my favorites…HAD to repost!

It’s now 2020, and the people who bought and remodeled our family home did a piss poor job. It has been condemned by the parish and will likely be demolished. I wonder where the spirits inhabiting the house will go now.