Nearly lost;
supposedly alone;
barely in my senses;
so hollow;
I feel this
and so much worse
first half of my travel
away from (my home)
my heaven.
Written for Sunday Scribblings , OSI , Poetry Potluck
Nearly lost;
supposedly alone;
barely in my senses;
so hollow;
I feel this
and so much worse
first half of my travel
away from (my home)
my heaven.
Written for Sunday Scribblings , OSI , Poetry Potluck
Sad verse…beautifully written.
This little poem has strength and is terribly poignant.
Powerful and wonderfully saying all in your heart in so few words
Lovely – home is the best heaven Jae
Hits with a lot of emotional force…
Just this.. Wow!!!!
sad, well expressed.
love it .
Sounds kinda like how I feel when I don’t want to leave my room. -_- Or when I’m travelling and can’t get go home, trapped in a strange land.
Short and well done, nimue.
~queenly
I relate to this piece, whether it be an account of a temporal trip or of a more spiritual nature.
here’s Mine:
http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2011/03/29/indiscretion-now-obsession/
It is always a little sad to be away from home.
http://timkeend40.wordpress.com
heavenly poem
thanks for sharing it with JP..
A++
lovely and nonchalant.. my potluck.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/04/07/frozen-fears/