Poemdog

Dogs 2016

FAMILIAR HAUNTINGS
(1/19/16)


except
for brief periods
during weekends
I am only
home
at night

in the winter
that means
the dark hours

I turn on
a minimum
of lights
to keep
a half empty
post divorce house
from seeming

well

so empty

as I roam
from room
to room
the dimness
adds elements
of shifting shadows
and strange angles
of filtered
illumination

as I move
some of the darkness
seems to move
with me

enough
to startle me
at times

not to mention
the many creaks
and groans
from a house
over 75
years old
that follow me
on my rounds

the echoes
from vacant rooms
return time lag
sonic oddities
that don't always
seem
to be caused
any known
source

these sights
and sounds
would probably seem
disconcerting
in a strange
environment

but here
I am home

I consider
all visions
and reverberations
as native
phenomena

they belong
here

with me

lending comfort
to my solitude

keeping
me company
until dreams
take their
place