Comments : The blue house

  • 5 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

    Things never stay the same...I think our minds cling onto old memories and tint them with colour that never seems to be there when we return. A nice flowing piece that reminisces about times gone by. All my best wishes Milly x

  • 5 years ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    Ah, so nostalgic Dagmar. Homes are such an important part of our childhoods and this is very sweet :-) x

  • 5 years ago

    by Lyical Madness

    really lovely x

  • 5 years ago

    by Amrita Singh

    So many emotions are felt during reading this poem. I could relate to it..
    Beautiful work..
    Thanks for sharing:)

  • 5 years ago

    by Scott Cole

    Childhood memories are the best!!!!

  • 5 years ago

    by Milo

    Child memories can be the worst. Tread carefully.

  • 4 years ago

    by A C

    I love biographical writings with lots of ajectives. In fact, literature of any kind that shows reality are the most interesting especcially when a person with a detailed life is telling it. In fact I believe it is possible to make anything sound riveting if the right wording is used. Your poem, yet short, is interesting to me so deeply as I am in an early chapter of my life. I lived in the same house since I was 4, and it is a hauntingly mysterious house.