Red Chimney

Red Chimney
 
I wonder who lives in the house
With the bright red chimney, someone must
For on cold winter mornings
Smoke bellows from the stack
And the smell of freshly baked bread
Stops me in the thaw and snap
So, I linger for a moment
And stare at this dreamy abode
Lit by the soft edges of snow clouds
And the sun a pale embroidered gold
‘All is well with the world’ then I say to myself
All is well in the house with the red chimney
 
I wonder who lives in the house
With roses around the door, someone must
For come late bloom
Peckish birds gather, flock
To taste the plum tree garden
And jam from the pantry pot
So, I wait at the kissing gate
To see who drinks the cooled barley
Who hangs the crisp, cotton sheets
Then comes a girl, to peg the sky, a threadbare carpet beat
‘All is well with the world’ then I say to myself
All is well in the house with roses around the door
 
I wonder who lives in the house
With the bright red chimney, someone must
For you were built to silence the soulless city
Smash the concrete slab, my daydream cottage  
With honeysuckle borders
And thick soup made from pottage
So, if you glimpse me at the fence
Tap my shoulder, then with muddy boots we’ll tread
The creaky stairs, the homely rooms
And rest our weary bones on a soft feather bed
‘All is well with the world’ then we’ll say to ourselves
All is well in the house with the red chimney’


From the UK, Mark Niedzwiedz is a professional composer and lyricist. So far, Mark’s poems have appeared in poetry journals such as Grey Sparrow, Oddville Press, Scritura, Wink, Rat’s Arse review, Sac, Literary Heist, Harbinger Asylum, SHiFT, Blaze, The Big Windows Review and elsewhere.

[image: Red Chimneys, 1918 | Charles Demuth]

This poem first appeared in Shift Magazine Issue #3

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