Will you comment on this poem? Are new houses haunted?

A house has erected here.

The film of smoke that lingers

on make its edges hazy but

I think it has left the shell

of the previous

and tried to mask over the marks.

Covered the roots of the fruit tree

with gravel.

The house is getting bolder.

Shaking off the dust from the fire of which it was born

the ruins of the last house – this one is, they say, far superior.

Sturdier, strengthened, more steady.

Medium sized. Oak Beams. With land to negotiate.

The dust from the burnt out house flies

Throwing age and memories –

Sin into the house

It doesn’t take long for vines to quietly crawl between the front door

And creep inside the windows.

A seed from the blazed fruit tree blew in

with the ashes through the hallway

Into the centre of the house.

rocking the foundations;

it’s growing already.

Guidance to make it more poetic greatly appreciated.