deepundergroundpoetry.com
Home
home always smells
exactly as you remember,
even if
so much time has passed,
the landscape
is now only
vaguely familiar
I had two thousand miles
to dream of you,
journeying across
dark highways
through flat, yellow fields
quietly sleeping
in winter’s embrace;
my solitude a gift
of the gods,
whoever they are
I tried to imagine the view
afforded from the balcony
of life lived without the encumbrance
of existing in a state of anticipation,
always looking over my shoulder
for disappointment
why am I still so afraid to wonder
what that would be like?
I enjoy driving at night;
nothing but the sound
of earth rolling beneath,
my thoughts riding above;
I imagine the task
of setting up house
in a new space
as a sacred ritual,
one granted me by magic ~
as if my wishing made it so
rolling into a new town
exhausted and wide awake;
restlessness mixed with hope ~
it’s not an easy thing
to plant new life
in forgotten soil;
it will require patient sifting
and careful tending;
new beginnings are tricky things
exactly as you remember,
even if
so much time has passed,
the landscape
is now only
vaguely familiar
I had two thousand miles
to dream of you,
journeying across
dark highways
through flat, yellow fields
quietly sleeping
in winter’s embrace;
my solitude a gift
of the gods,
whoever they are
I tried to imagine the view
afforded from the balcony
of life lived without the encumbrance
of existing in a state of anticipation,
always looking over my shoulder
for disappointment
why am I still so afraid to wonder
what that would be like?
I enjoy driving at night;
nothing but the sound
of earth rolling beneath,
my thoughts riding above;
I imagine the task
of setting up house
in a new space
as a sacred ritual,
one granted me by magic ~
as if my wishing made it so
rolling into a new town
exhausted and wide awake;
restlessness mixed with hope ~
it’s not an easy thing
to plant new life
in forgotten soil;
it will require patient sifting
and careful tending;
new beginnings are tricky things
Published 5th Jan 2021
| Edited 23rd Feb 2021
Author's Note
They say you can never go home, but they are wrong about a lot of things.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 20
reading list entries 13
comments 27
reads 227
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
5th Jan 2021 12:18pm
....a beautiful reuniting rendition of home. A place where loves, friendships, and smiles are made. This resonating Poetry is masterfully written and portrays the intangibles of home as an Emotion, alive and thriving, rooted forever. Thank you for this beautiful share!!!
5th Jan 2021 5:14pm
5th Jan 2021 1:26pm
Luna, the way you write is like a wonderful conversation with an old friend:) I enjoy this look into your heart.
Jackie Xx
Write on ✍️
Jackie Xx
Write on ✍️
5th Jan 2021 5:14pm
5th Jan 2021 2:15pm
Thanks for sharing this journey. Reminded me of my journey back home and more. Hugs and peace. Oral
5th Jan 2021 5:14pm
5th Jan 2021 2:21pm
i know this exact feeling. this exact emotion.
and you express it so damn well, Luna. So well.
and you express it so damn well, Luna. So well.
5th Jan 2021 5:15pm
5th Jan 2021 4:14pm
Welcome back home, Carolina Girl ( Best in the World )!
Beautifully expressed.
Beautifully expressed.
5th Jan 2021 5:15pm
5th Jan 2021 5:26pm
5th Jan 2021 6:58pm
Wow Luna, I love your stream of consciousness. (and driving at night) The whole thing is incredible but I like the 5th stanza the best.
5th Jan 2021 10:39pm
7th Jan 2021 4:26am
Dear L,
Going back home. The mixed emotions when I moved back to my birth state...never in a million years could I have conjured the thoughts and words you’ve beautifully written to capture the feelings of such a journey. Each stanza holds its own section of the move. It was almost like watching a movie to me and how you processed the experience getting from point A to point B. Setting up home and hearth back home is tricky and I think you’ll navigate this next stage with grace and wisdom. I look forward to more writes as things get settled in and new and old acquaintances crop up. Exquisite write. H🌷
Going back home. The mixed emotions when I moved back to my birth state...never in a million years could I have conjured the thoughts and words you’ve beautifully written to capture the feelings of such a journey. Each stanza holds its own section of the move. It was almost like watching a movie to me and how you processed the experience getting from point A to point B. Setting up home and hearth back home is tricky and I think you’ll navigate this next stage with grace and wisdom. I look forward to more writes as things get settled in and new and old acquaintances crop up. Exquisite write. H🌷
7th Jan 2021 4:34am
7th Jan 2021 7:42pm
You've found terrific proportion in your voice. It speaks to me. 🎶💖🙏
10th Jan 2021 3:42pm
8th Jan 2021 1:33am
There is a certain kind of level of enlightenment when driving alone, for miles that lets the us think about things in a different way.
Those opening lines are so familiar and relatable.
Great verse.
Those opening lines are so familiar and relatable.
Great verse.
10th Jan 2021 3:43pm
8th Jan 2021 9:53pm
Luna... this is a lovely write... you always deliver honest beautiful poetry that screams out in a humble artistry... so real and relatable... yet quitely elegant in style... love it ⚘
10th Jan 2021 3:44pm
9th Jan 2021 9:12pm
Conjures up wonderful imagery and subtle undertones of the essence of 'home'. Lovely.
10th Jan 2021 3:44pm
Anonymous
- Edited 9th Apr 2022 5:45am
10th Jan 2021 12:01pm
<< post removed >>
10th Jan 2021 7:52pm
Anonymous
- Edited 28th Feb 2021 00:45am
11th Jan 2021 1:34am
<< post removed >>
11th Jan 2021 1:36am
