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Maddy vanD
Member

since 2003-09-06

Posts 99
Newfoundland, Canada

0 posted 2003-09-07 12:45 PM

GOING HOME

It came to me one night with no warning
As I sat in my bed, arms around my knees
And all I once thought so well rooted
was torn loose and set to float upon the breeze

Innocent no more with this revelation
of just what I was meant to be
And the darkness just fell away
Like the parting of a gosamer veil

Moonlight on still water
Like a road to lead me on
and I'm going home

Like a thief of old, hiding in some grotto
The truth it went unobserved where it lay
But now its clear, plain as a mountain
And I'll never let it get away again

And it's a joy, born of lamentation
The tears are gone, forgotten in the night
And I can't change, the way I was born
Somethings are just carved in stone

I'm my mother's daughter
And I've tallied up the cost
and I'm going home

There's a price to pay while we disemble
And the chance is lost if we should delay
The truth will out, open wide the closet
And let the sunshine in on the musty bones

Maddy
Poetry is not pretty....poetry is real

cusick
Senior Member

since 2003-07-27

Posts 668

1 posted 2003-09-07 09:00 AM

No place like it Maddy. The line (joy, born of lamentation ) is truly inspirational. Maggie

Maddy vanD
Member

since 2003-09-06

Posts 99
Newfoundland, Canada

2 posted 2003-09-07 09:15 AM

Glad you liked it Maggie.
The poem isn't so much about physically going home so much as about accepting oneself and one's family for who they are, and making one's peace with them...however ill-fated that attempt may be.

Maddy
Poetry is not pretty....poetry is real

littlewing
Member Rara Avis

since 2003-03-02

Posts 9655
New York

3 posted 2003-09-07 10:30 AM

Maddy . . . this is beautiful writing
so insightful into yourself

And I can't change, the way I was born
Somethings are just carved in stone

I'm my mother's daughter
And I've tallied up the cost
and I'm going home

Beautiful
xxoo

SharaRose
Member Elite

since 2003-07-19

Posts 2501
Somewhere out there~

4 posted 2003-09-07 10:57 AM

Oh the pain we go through to finally find our destination. It's a hard road to go, but it seems you have found your place of belonging, and peace, solace after much lament. God Bless, and know you are not alone in this. I'm sure alot of us can relate. Many

Shara @-->--

Of sound, and speech let all lift the hearer!

Maddy vanD
Member

since 2003-09-06

Posts 99
Newfoundland, Canada

5 posted 2003-09-10 09:08 AM

Thanks both for your comments, I am glad you liked it. This poem has as many different meanings as it does readers it seems, I guess we are all metphorically "Going Home" in one way or another.

Maddy
Poetry is not pretty....poetry is real

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