In response to a prompt #86 from We Write Poems.
It’s
Really
Not a room,
An apartment,
But I will call it
A room in a sense of
Something that represents an
Indivisible living space.
It indeed witnessed a lot of life:
Four generations sharing the same roof!
Too crowded, too much into each other.
It has been years since I left that place.
I have a family. A big
House, my kids consider small.
My life is full, but I
Find myself in that
Apartment each
Time I dream
Of home.
Weird?
Live for the Love of it,
The Happy Amateur
Isn't it strange how dreams take us back to our roots - my dream destination is frequently the house I left 65 years ago!
ReplyDeleteI've lived in quite a few places since I left, and to some of them I was quite attached, but in my dreams there's only one place that defines home.
ReplyDeleteI love the etheree form, it goes well with the dream.
ReplyDeletePamela
Thank you! This is one of the very first forms I'm learning about, I love it, too.
ReplyDeletenicely done....thanks for sharing your words
ReplyDeleteThank you, I tried to write a short tribute to a place I love, a place forever a part of me...I'm glad if I managed to find the right words.
ReplyDeleteSomething else to try.....a poem that makes a design. Is there a name for this type of verse. I love your sentiments too.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
ReplyDeleteI attempted to write a double etheree: one to ten syllables, and then from ten syllables back to one. Learned about this one from Margo Roby (Wordgathering.)
isn't this a double nonet?
ReplyDeleteit's cute
A Natural History of My Princess Bedroom
It very well might be, zongrik, I don't know, maybe etherees and nonets are cousins? :-) I need to do some reading on different forms.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you find my 'double etheronet' cute, thank you!
А мне всё равно, что это за форма такая мудрёная - стихотворение хорошо само по себе!
ReplyDeleteСпасибо, Аноним!
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