A roof of thatch, a wall of mud with a dirt floor
Window an open hatch, built with blood, board for a door
No locks no glass, a stove built of three rocks
Closet a wooden box, through roof's dry grass smoke does pass, no clocks
No water inside, an outhouse out back, a fire always burning
With vines tied, a humble shack outside threats spurning
No electric lights, awake with the sun, plant by the moon
Corn husk mattress at nights when day is done, eat with a tin spoon
Kerosene lamp. a dim glow, bats flutter above
A snake out of the damp slithers below, this is nature's love
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I suppose once upon a time this was man.
The days when we were part of nature.
Nature has grown and developed as it needs to, but man has surpassed all expectations, not all for the good, and maybe to an extent left nature behind.
I am separated from this by one generation and have seen some of it first hand. That close. Thanks for the read Paul and the comment it is appreciated
Nature at its best
Thank you Norman your review is appreciated
most welcome my friend
Living conditions suited to strong souls forged by adversity .
Thanks Lorenz appreciate your visit and comment
Home and nature indeed, I've visited these type homes in Madagascar, to be honest they were fabulous. A lovely write. 🌹
Thank you my friend for the read and comment it is deeply appreciated
Very relatable, had several days like this at different times/years. We had those enamel tin kitchenware- white with a royal almost navy trim. Once, a juvenile python fell onto my mother's lap at the dining table. It must've been smoked out by my cousin's log fire, cooking breakfast. Good memories, Soren 🕊️🙏
Thanks so much my friend for the review and understanding of this poem it is always most appreciated
Most welcome dear Soren 🕊️🙏
A profoundly inspiring poem! Your poem beautifully captures the essence of a simple, rustic lifestyle, highlighting the breathtaking beauty and rugged challenges of dwelling in a humble abode that's intricately woven into the natural world. The poet masterfully showcases the remarkable resilience and resourcefulness of those who call such spaces home, illuminating the striking contrast between modern comforts and a life that's raw, authentic, and truly extraordinary.
Thank you my friend for your read and interpretation of this piece. Your gracious review is mot appreciated and valued.
You paint this picture well Soren. Wonderful imagery. Great write!
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