The final poem in David Whyte's new book "The Bell and the Blackbird". For me, a contemplation of home and the journey to belonging to yourself, the quiet subterranean ways in which we meet our sense of leaving and arriving, what we carry with us and which makes us half a shade braver. What is … Continue reading Leaving the Island, poem by David Whyte
I love to travel. For a little while I get to leave my responsibilities behind, at least the mental and physical responsibilities of home-making, making a buck, teenager-care, etc. I seem to have more choice when I travel – when I wake or sleep, what I eat and drink, who I talk to, how I … Continue reading So I travel… to be home.
I fell in love with it on its first release in mid-2000s and it has been with me ever since. The Bulgari “Rose Essentielle” fragrance evoked romance and glamour, and it was a departure from my then attraction to citrus tones. But recently, I decided I needed a change. Why? Just because. It was an … Continue reading Scent and authenticity
This haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #203. This week's prompt words are home and free. If you are interested in participating, go to RonovanWrites and check out his weekly challenge published every Monday - it comes with "how-to" if you are new to writing haiku. Challenge yourself! 🙂 To the bosom you'll return, home … Continue reading Home #Haiku 203
RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge 156 with prompt words - Ocean, Shore On your shore, it calls Oceans apart, waves carry Echoes' crescendo. ~ FlorenceT © 2017 FlorenceT Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral and legal rights over this work.
When all is said and done I am only flying home. Like the young curlew flying Not knowing, north Assured only by collective memories Of a past not lived, Universal in nature, instinctive. Carried on the wings of others Gone before, in trust Of the flock marshalling its strength Never ceasing its formation, Forever holding, … Continue reading All is said… and done
This feels different, and it feels right. “We travel, some of us forever, to seek other places, other lives, other souls.” – Anais Nin It wasn’t until I was in my 22nd year that I first travelled solo. Despite having lived away from home for many years by then, I was reserved, conservative and … Continue reading Going away to come home
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Connecting three dots... so bear with me. 1. Late last night, a friend thought I might enjoy Sue Vincent's writing prompt revolving around this picture...in less than 100 words. At the time I was inspired to write of a cosy space, filled with what I love... books. But it was late then... 2. But this … Continue reading The room within
RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge 53 with prompt words - Guide, Mad Haiku 1: For what is anger Wasted energy, a fear Leading not to love. Haiku 2: May the stars shine bright Leading your crazed heart homeward Lost soul no longer. On a similar theme, here's a song from Swedish producer Avicii … Continue reading Haiku Challenge 53 & Waiting for Love @RonovanWrites
RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge #22 - Belong, Run Escaping this that Belongs to a wayward soul Oft searching for Home. - FlorenceT © 2014 Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral and legal rights over this work.
Never make your home in a place. Make a home for yourself inside your own head. You'll find what you need to furnish it - memory, friends you can trust, love of learning, and other such things. That way it will go with you wherever you journey. Tad Williams © 2014 … Continue reading Where is your home?
A guest poem – ‘This is Home’ – on Eye Will Not Cry. Enjoy!
Eyewillnotcry1973’s invitation was a surprise, and humbling and daunting, given how well he writes.
Well I try, and here is the result…
This is home
Unsure of her reception
Despite an invitation
She steps across the threshold
Into her fantasy
And she waits.
Continue reading ‘This is home‘…
Thanks again Eyewillnotcry1973 for your invitation, and a fitting image for the poem…? 🙂
It has been fun. And to quote Eyewillnotcry1973 “your interpretation of my words, is of course yours“.
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Eyewillnotcry1973's invitation was a surprise, and humbling and daunting, given how well he writes. Well I try, and here is the result... This is home Unsure of her reception Despite an invitation She steps across the threshold Into her fantasy And she waits. Continue reading 'This is home'... Thanks again Eyewillnotcry1973 for your invitation, and … Continue reading This is home
When I was twelve, home was a safe haven. It was a place where I was protected, cared for and my safety ensured. Within this 3-bedroom brick home of modest proportions, home was a relatively calm place of doing the usual stuff – education and learning for the children. Functional routine and discipline were in … Continue reading Day 11 Home