Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Until Called Home



we are the clear blue waters
we are the roar of the waves
we are the clouds drifting by
we are the seagulls that fly
we are the swirling sands of time
we are the four seasons of a tree
we are the warmth of a noon sun
we are the creatures of the earth
we are the heartbeat of life
we are the  visitors in this place
we call home...
















posted for Poets United
writing about Home... 

41 comments:

  1. How I love this. Yes, we are home and need to care for it well.

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    1. Hi Sherry,

      Yes, we have been given a beautiful world to call home and we need to preserve mother earth if we are to survive 7 generations from now.

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  2. And we need to take care of this temporary home.
    Very nice! Dig the flow and build from one line to the next.

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    1. Hi Alex - A temporary home until new life begins...

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  3. Oh yes, indeed we are!

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    1. That we are Mary, The list could go on and on as we represent all that the heavens and earth have given us. We must care for this planet.

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  4. Nicely done! Indeed we are just passing by...and yet we wish to destroy with our greed.

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    1. Passing by in the journey of life may we leave lasting imprints of goodness along the way...

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  5. I love the use of anaphora in the poem so relevantly defining home...everyone needs to realize this, time is so short...

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    1. That is so true - enjoy each moment and the many gifts that come your way from the blue sky to the songs of a bird.

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  6. nasty visitors, if I may ad :)

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    1. Some nasty visitors there are in the journey ...those who wish to destroy our only place to live...

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  7. Very few care about how they leave it too destroying the earthly zoo

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    1. That is true...we need to save our earthly zoo

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  8. Wow I never thought of it like that :D lovely!!

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  9. This is so uniting...beautiful breath of cosmos!

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  10. sojourners yes - we need to do better at our gardening skills.

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  11. So much truth to this! Beautifully said!

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  12. We most definitely are the visitors to this place...wonderfully written :)

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    1. Hi Keith,

      Nice to see you once again..yes, we are the visitors....

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  13. What a unique perspective Truedessa - and fits perfectly with your profile picture - we are indeed guests here in all senses

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    1. Jae Rose, we are the guests and should respect our planet as it is the only place we truly have to live. Will it survive generations from now?

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  14. One of the best !
    Awesome creative writing !

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  15. " breath the blue in like water
    swirl and pearl daughters eve
    lilith too mad believes
    haste is waste, we laud her "

    I loved the, maestro with a baton, feel of this
    made me include a snippet of a poem I wrote
    sometimes in the late 80's
    when all I could think about
    was human beings being interlopers here ...

    thanks for sharing it and commenting on my blog too ... gratitude

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    1. Hi Edward,

      Thanks for the inclusion of the poem, you are a poet of heart...

      You are welcome I enjoy posts that are bit outside the box :)

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  16. Nice! I love the details and the idea of being at home until called home. Yes, I say. Yes.

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    1. Hi Susan, I used that very thought in the title until called home...then we enter another realm in the skyworld..

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  17. We are everything that we want to be until called home! Yes none to stop us! Truly said Truedessa!

    Hank

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    1. To be or not to be...the choice is ours...Have a great weekend Hank!

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  18. Yes we are custodians of this gift called earth.

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  19. Beautiful ... I love the chant-like lyrical quality in this. You have a wonderful ability, in your writing, to imbue many of your pieces with an almost mythic aura. Your use of repetition is really masterful.

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    1. Wendy, Thank you for visiting, I hope you feel better soon :)

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