No Stairs – From 2013

I live in a house with no stairs
eighteen hundred thirty two square feet
three bedrooms, two baths, two car garage
a lanai
Houses with stairs are for the young
People who live in them
go to work everyday
have a wife and kids
and a dog
Coming downstairs in the morning
is the beginning of a commute
teens go upstairs to their room
before slamming the door
Men walk upstairs
behind their wives
admiring the turn of her hip
knowing he soon will be taking off
that night gown.
I am alone in my house with no stairs
the cat long gone
cats are less trouble
you don’t have to walk them
I don’t need stairs anymore
my girls are long gone
living their lives
there is no woman
to follow upstairs each night.
When I get up in the morning
there is no place I have to be
There is laundry day
food shopping day
clean the house day
And I can always do it tomorrow
I can spend stormy days
in my bathrobe
if I like
No one is coming to the door
I live in half the house
the back half
near the television
and the microwave
near the lanai where I have my espresso
and a Macanudo.
I dust the other half of the house
while spending my day
trying to write poetry.

Who has it better?

And I think about what went before
all the choices. great and poor
and how I never thought I’d miss
the slamming of that old screen door.

About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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5 Responses to No Stairs – From 2013

  1. beetleypete says:

    We deliberately bought a house with no stairs, deciding to ‘think ahead’ to when we would find it a chore to climb them. I still sometimes say “I’m going up” when I head off to bed though. Our grandson thinks it is very strange that we have no stairs. He said “Nanna, you don’t have stairs. Just more rooms with doors”.
    Best wishes, Pete.

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  2. DesertAbba says:

    Missed this in ‘13, so glad I caught it this time ‘round! Keep it up, Poet Laureate of the Lanai🍷 r

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Inkplume says:

    Who knew a piece about stairs could be so beautiful and poignant?

    Liked by 1 person

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