Here in the Attic

digital artwork from photographsTreasury

Click and clatter,

chuckle, chatter,

in the attic,

nascent natter

tells a tale of

bits and bobbins,

delicate as

little robins’

eggs and feathers,

soft as heather,

sings of history

and hidden

secrets dusty

and ghost-ridden,

‘mid the bones

and bolts and buckles,

be they sweet as

honeysuckle’s

scent remembered,

or the laughter

in the rafters

heard hereafter,

recollections

of old treasure,

holding motes of

passing pleasureβ€”

sneeze, and all the

atoms scatter

to the corners,

click

and

clatter.

13 thoughts on “Here in the Attic

    • I would think this is one of my better ones for reading aloud to kids, with all of the playful sounds I built into it. Know any kids that like Mom to read aloud to them? πŸ˜‰ Glad you like it!

  1. Oh this is fabulous Kathryn! You really captured the atmosphere of the attic brilliantly.

    We have our son and family over from Ireland for the week and he and his two sisters keep “threatening” to go up into the attic while they are all here together this week! We shall see! πŸ˜„ Xx

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