Whisper Lane
by David Lindquist
The door breathes
(I’m sure it’s the wind)
at the house on Whisper Lane.
The windows wink and the kitchen sink is never dry
At this lonely house
On Whisper Lane.
I knew a soul or two
Who once danced to a Victrola
Placed in plain view through the
Large sunken window,
Two lovers entwined
Let’s rewind and view them as they were, but
No more will they whirl and twirl
In the silent sitting room at
The house on Whisper Lane.
THE END
About the Author:
My name is David Lindquist and I am a Lancaster County, PA native living in the small village of East Earl. I am currently employed as General Manager for Sky Zone Lancaster, but previously worked 16+ years in Broadcasting at QVC in West Chester, PA. I actually put that Theatre Degree from IUP (Class of '92) to good use. Listening to and collecting music is my main hobby and I perform as a DJ on YNotRadio.net. My love of writing poetry started in High School and I find inspiration in the beauty and mystery of the little snippets of life that so easily pass us by.
