EMPTY NEST

     EMPTY NEST

This house is so quiet 

you can hear a tear drop.

I could 

fill this empty house 

with activity and noise:

cook, clean, paint, fix

or just create a list of things to do,

get lost inside the doing.

I could look away from this loneliness

but don’t they say

the salve for the wound

is in the wound?

If my head was as empty

as this house,

there would be nothing here to fear

but like a child’s bad dream

I am threatened by monsters

and  forget that I'm dreaming..

There are plenty of rooms

 in this house for imagination,

I think I better get a dog-