Open Poetry #33 |
Wealth of Hearth |
VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Wealth of Hearth I slid the door open; let the morning cool slip in. allowed a figment of being homeless settle upon barefeet. such a ridiculous ploy to attempt, with a coffee pot a few steps away to warm with each sip sipped in and a room of necessity a few yards down the hall not a steel, porcelain or cracked ring of wood unkempt, disease laden, upon which to tempt fate silly to ponder I could know in the least when all I need do is stand, grasp the door and shut out the cold unknown, crawl beneath a coverlet and consider the roof and walls that shelter ©September 17, 2004 I'm considering naming this "The Simple Wealth of Hearth." What do you think? Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Yes mam, We can't even imagine! Food for thought... If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again. |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
I like the title as it stands, and loved your poem even more. We are truly at home in our comfort zones, and it's hard to fathom being miles away, and unable to walk through the door. A wonderful and grateful message, VAS~ |
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kaile
since 2000-02-06
Posts 5146singapore |
and consider the roof and walls that shelter yes, we do need to thank Providence for all that we have and take for granted at times |
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