Finding Home
by Laura Bruno Lilly
© 2020
I’ll know.
When it feels right.
Deep down in the dark moonlight
filled with desert delight
and
mountain might.
Finding Home.
Where past meets now and future hopes crystallize.
Where how and why are captured
kept as secret gardens – growing spirit – with a side of fruit.
A slice of juicy watermelon slaking my thirst.
I belong.
inspired by Gavin Luke’s piece…thank you poetic muse
This is beautiful, Laura. Finding a home and fully settling in it is like your “slice of juicy watermelon slaking my thirst” Only I would replace watermelon (I’m highly allergic to) with berry juice. 🙂
I can just see that berry juice dribbling down your chin with a smile of pure delight on your face!
Slaking-I’ve always liked that word which is rarely used.
Agreed!
Another one is nonchalant. There’s a song where I always hear it and think it’s a great word that I don’t otherwise hear. And now I’m trying to remember what song it is . . . !
Wish I could help on the song – doesn’t ring a bell…
🙂
Recalled it!
It was Agnetha Faltskog’s cover of Walk In The Room. I know you sometimes have a problem seeing the U.K. YouTube, but if you can view it this is the official video. And the backing singer, the one with the long blonde hair, is Agnetha’s daughter.
https://youtu.be/SzE5akQDSEo
Got it! Thanks!
Such a feeling of contentment! There is something special about being home, wherever that may be, as long as you feel at home.
…and there are some people who just feel like home, too…
Thank you for stopping by, Merril.
You’re right, and you’re welcome!
After growing up in a family that moved every 2-3 years, I spent much of my adult life “looking for a home.” I never found exactly what I was looking for, but I have lived in many interesting and wonderful places. Though I still have in mind a concept of my ideal home, it may not exist. I have come to the conclusion that when I am with Robert, that place is home.
Thank you, Laura, for exploring the meaning of home in your beautiful poem. Best, Cheryl
Lovely comment, gulfcoastpoet. I think this song might also speak what you said…he ‘feels like home’. My hubby found this song on our 40th anniversary and wrote about it in a post, but I thought it appropriate to link it here in the comments to share.
Enjoy.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gnoeE7Osmdw&feature=emb_title
Laura, I just found your comment and the beautiful song. it expresses just how I feel. Thank you so much for sharing it. Wonderful! Have a good weekend. Cheryl
Speaking of place, are you in SC for the duration?
Yep. That first week in March, we were scheduled to go to LCNM and tour several houses. Since we were pre-approved all we had to do was find the ‘right’ place and sign on the dotted line and then move on! I got sick, we rescheduled tours for the second week in March and then…well. life got interrupted and for much longer than expected.
It’s a good thing, because housing has gone down and the business we were slated to close on mid-March fell through…Like everyone else, we’re waiting & learning how to navigate this new life’s landscape, praying for loved ones safety and on ‘re-set’.
Whew. Felt good to say all that! Thanks for the ‘prompt’
And yes, that poem was written as things lined up before March!!!
The journey continues…
Laura, I love how you explore the sense of belonging in this beautiful poem which weaves from the metaphysical where ‘Where past meets now and future hopes crystallize.’ to the refreshing taste of watermelon. We need to be grounded on all levels!?
Great insights, Annika! Thank you and I’m happy your enjoyed my poem.
finding your way – a snippet of where it could be going – but then watermelon speaks of summer…
Searching always searching…
Nicely said. No better feeling than that of belonging.
So true…
I really like this poem. Thought of the physical home as well as the one we hold within. Thank you.
Both of us having experienced ‘displacement’ living situations – I knew you’d get it.
Lovely poem, Laura!
thank you Jennie
You’re welcome, Laura. Your new website wouldn’t let me ‘like’ the post or accept my reader information. ☹️ It is beautiful, and I can still read everything there, then like and comment in Reader.
thanks for letting me know…I’ve had that problem with various other blogs I follow over the past few years and haven’t a clue as to the ‘whys’. However, now that I know mine is a bit user ‘unfriendly’ I’ll be digging into this a bit more. I do know there’s a way around the ‘reader information’ but I don’t remember how I got around that on other blogs….
Wish me luck and thank you for pursuing me in the Reader, I wouldn’t want to lose your valuable friendship!
Oh, you will never loose me as a reader! And this only happens on some blogs. When I contacted the ‘Happiness Engineers’ on this (and also not being able to reblog on some sites) a while ago, they told me I have to go to WP through Google Chrome, not Safari. That seems to work. But, for the few blogs that this happens with, it’s easier for me to read the whole post on their site, then go back to Reader to ‘like’. Does that make sense?
Bottom line, no worries. I’m a happy follower.
Oh so that’s why. I use Firefox…makes sense. and yes, I do that too on some blogs! Funny all this reverse-engineering type of solutions we come up with, huh?
And I’m relieved to hear you’re a happy follower – fun!
It’s interesting that the different internet providers can work for us or against us. Best to you, Laura, from your happy follower. ?
Oh Laura, what a beautiful, positive poem. I can taste that slice of watermelon. Just what I needed to read on this bleak and blustery day
Glad to pass on a bit of sunshine across the oceans!
Love your beautiful new blog design too!
Thanks!
Love it! It felt like “home” just reading it, that totally comfortable place and peace of mind. Made me smile..
Smiling is a good thing.
🙂
Beautiful, Laura!❤️
Thank you, Jill.
Hi Laura! Thanks for sharing . . . your part of Home. I love HOME. ~smile~ Roseanne
Yep, you are one of the original ‘home bodies’, Roseanne. Take care.
I know that it is a cliche…but there really is no place like home, assuming home is where the heart is. 🙂
Sweet cliche…thanks, Laura!
I can certainly relate to this poem, Laura! Beautifully done!
Your comment touches me deeply, L.Marie. I know He has a place for you.
hugs