Home in the Swamp

Swamp House

Winter hung on longer than expected

Fog drifted in slowly

Gray became the color of the day

Against the contrast of rotten yellow grasses

That should have been cut last fall

 

I arrived only last October

The smell of autumn in the air

Colored leaves dancing in the breeze

Crisp cold rushing in from the Bay

 

I awaited Spring with my usual enthusiasm

Looking out for the first sign of green

Buds on trees, blades from bulbs

Yet only this grayness and rain filled the air

The ants came in silent armies as if to taunt me

Outside the sound of frogs and buzzing things

Add to the hum of the heavy night

The places I looked for grasses are mud

The gardens are old and unkempt

 

The place that looked in winter as if it had been sleeping

In fact it was dead

Long ago, overtaken by this swamp

And here I stand

In a house that floats on a bedrock of mud

Disembodied voices echoing through my window each night

A mile away, I feel the sun’s warmth and spring days

Yet, nothing gets in to my house in the swamp.

What am I to do now?

When my mood is so closely tied to my surroundings

And it seems to be draining the life out of me?

Am I really chained to this house forever,

As it seems to be trying to make me believe?

Am I trapped here now in this beautiful house

That sits on a land, so dark and cursed

Because of the choices I made already?

Or can I run far away, again toward the sun

And only take with me what I need

Surrender the rest to this house and the swamp

Who seem to want a piece of me

If I am ever to break free.

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Copyright Erin LeFey 2011

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Comments 17 comments

ShortStory 5 years ago

Nice. I like the flavor.


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Eiddwen 5 years ago from Wales

wow erin,

Great words and pictures which gave the hub that completed look.

I love this one and I push all the buttons here.

Take care

Eiddwen.


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Nan Mynatt 5 years ago from Illinois

Thanks for sharing your deep feelings. Some people thrive on living isolated, others can't bear it.


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always exploring 5 years ago from Southern Illinois

Run, Run like the wind. Leave that dark old house. Erin i love this.


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Erin LeFey 5 years ago from Maryland Author

Short Story, thanks so much for visiting - not one of my usual types of writing, I'm glad you liked it! Thanks!

Eiddwen, my friend, pretty dark and dreary huh? Thanks so much for your votes and so glad you loved it! Take care.

Nan, that is so true. And isolated is one thing but isolated in this kind of environment is another. I never would picture myself living in a swamp, yet, that's exactly how it feels. And it just came to be in the Spring... Thanks so much for reading and commenting. Take care.


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Erin LeFey 5 years ago from Maryland Author

Ruby! I would if I could, but I've got a bum leg! I just have to walk really fast. I guess the swamp will swallow up my treasures if I leave them behind, but I need to lighten the load anyway! Love you my friend!


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always exploring 5 years ago from Southern Illinois

Oh shoot, I forgot about your leg. I know what can happen, the swamp will miraculously drain, only beautiful flowering trees will remain with green velvet grass, the house will glisten with fresh white paint, a beautiful cobblestone drive lined with Bradford pear trees in full bloom........ Geez, If you ever want to sell, give me first choice. Love you right back.

Hugs..


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WillStarr 5 years ago from Phoenix, Arizona

A great visual narrative, and, since we once lived on the edge of a swamp in South Carolina, it brings back vivid memories.


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Genna East 5 years ago from Massachusetts, USA

I have never seen the swamp land in this country, but from your photos and your wonderful words it gives me an idea as to what it is really like. I'm not sure I would like living there, but many people find it beautiful and peaceful. Voted up and awesome for this vivid and compelling write. Take care and hugs, Erin!


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mckbirdbks 5 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

Very compelling plus interesting imagery. Well done.


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Erin LeFey 5 years ago from Maryland Author

Ruby, thanks for the beautiful scene you painted. Luckily I'm just renting right now, I'll move into that house next! The house I own in Colorado is for sale! xo

WillStarr, thanks so much, for the visit and comment. I can't imagine really living on the edge of a swamp, that must be wild -- this place is just swampy, and in Maryland.

Genna, I've never been really in the swamplands either. I've been to Georgia and Florida and drove through them, but never to stay. I actually "feel" this way in this house on this land - I would say I can't really explain the feeling, but I just did above, lol. Take care and hugs!

Mckbirdbks, thanks so much for visiting and for commenting. Take care.


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b. Malin 5 years ago

Open the front door and run towards the Sun...and never look back on this Swampy House. It's too depressing for you Erin. I loved the Poem though and the pictures speak for themselves...Good one!


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Erin LeFey 5 years ago from Maryland Author

thanks b, I think you are right. I like the part about opening the front door and running towards the sun and never looking back...Sounds like another wonderful adventure!


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epigramman 5 years ago

..well my love life is currently in a swamp - lol lol - but seriously folks this prestigious lady can certainly write with the best of them - and this is such a visual treat Erin through words that I could smell, taste and feel the atmosphere created by you - so there is only one thing left to say - I would spend some time with you in the swamp any old day - and yes this piece is still haunting me now as I write this comment - absolutely superb Erin - it certainly got a hold of me!!!!


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Erin LeFey 5 years ago from Maryland Author

Epi, I'm so glad you enjoyed it and I did try my best to pull everyone into that swamp with me - without feeling that murkiness and my disgust for it, you really couldn't feel the desperation and hope for wanting to get out. And about that day in the swamp...let's go out instead!!!


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acaetnna 5 years ago from Guildford

Beautiful imagery Erin, you are so talented when you paint a picture with your words. Great work.


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Erin LeFey 5 years ago from Maryland Author

Thank you Acaetnna, nice to see you again and thanks so much for commenting.

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