Washington Square

There are houses on

Washington Square.

But only one, in particular, do I care.

It stands out from the others.

With its foundation of large stones

Oh and wide sized shutters.

This house on Washington Square, there,

The lawn is richly green and thick.

The house must be made of wood and brick.

With its forest green body framed by a burgundy trim.

I see Ivy lives there.

You might say, she lives on Washington Square. As she dares

to climb the front and left side

of the house.

From the main to the upper floor.

She embraces these sides and almost

the doors.

It appears as a mansion

A small mansion, at that.

With two levels then its basement.

At the front door, a welcome mat.

Strangest thing about this house.

It appears no one lives there anymore.

Matching drapes drawn to date.

From ceiling to floor.

Someone had abandoned this place

It's official. It's on the block.

"For Sale", states the sign.

Pitched into the ground;

Found broken

laying on the grass.

I thought to myself,

"Wish I could reside there

On Washington Square".

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Kilmer Poetics Journal