Loss (c) arlene s bice
My loss has been too many
each one still silently mourned
each one a different sorrow
each one fills their own place
in my heart, my only one heart.
photo Simone Dalmeri
Category: heart
Day 16 ProlificPulse Mo Po: a poem that explores the concept of home and belonging.
Home & Heart! © arlene s bice
Sometimes I come home
flop into a chair
exhausted, whew!
a glance around shows
crystals in the window
plants, objet d’art, paintings
all familiar
chosen carefully by me
reflections of my life
items I hold dear
surrounds me
with warmth
I’m home.
A new turf
moved into
a stranger raises
a hand, waves,
shouts a ‘hi’
a smile
it feels good
my heart says
here
I belong
here.