tagNon-Erotic PoetryJust Doesn't Feel Like Home

Just Doesn't Feel Like Home


I still get lost in the hall.
I forget where I was intent
upon going. To the backyard
or the kitchen, the den or patio?

But I know that it's because
the hill still feels like home.

Azaleas and pink dogwood
are flowering in the yard
but they aren't my plants-
were never admired by
my parents and it just
doesn't feel like home.

I want another koi pond and
a pack of pups protecting us
from stray dogs and trespassers.
A wall of Leland cypress and a stand
of young bamboo that will draw

All of my attention

To a cool and misty garden
where I'll sit upon my swing and
melt.I want to wake to lizards
napping on my striped-blue shirt
and the whir of hummingbirds
that echo off the trees.

I need a place that comes to life
yet always seems so quiet.
There is comfort in the bushes
among the flowers, water and trees
which host a choir of birds and frogs
that is home to me.

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