- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Just Doesn't Feel Like Home
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Click hereI 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.
- COMMENTS
greenmountaineerabout 13 years agoI liked the way you set the stage, so to speak, in the first stanza for what followed. I felt like a pilgrim, reading this, still looking at the end of the poem, but in the right direction. "I want to wake to lizards/napping on my striped blue shirt" is a great line.
GuiltyPleasureabout 13 years ago......because I enjoyed reading it. Too weary to comment however. <3
UnderYourSpellabout 13 years agoI particularly like stanza 4, I have a place like that even though the fauna is different, and I like the last line just where it is
