A Look Back at Front Rooms
The many lives of the living room,
Where days and years are passed in chat,
In the sun of the afternoon.
Once, when this was a drawing room,
And the wing-back chairs were stiffly sat,
Then the withdrawn would commune.
Or maybe it was a parlour,
Kept strictly locked and saved ‘for best’,
Or playing simple games,
Or pianoforte Mahler,
Or later on, the TV, while we’d rest,
And watch the dancing flames.
The more relaxed, the more we’d scrounge
The furniture – a cosier eclectic,
Upon which our tabbies purr.
So these days it’s the lounge,
And despite its name, it’s ev’ry bit as hectic
As it’s many forebears were.
Day 20 – Lounge – #inktober #inktoberpoem #inktoberpoetry
