Today Is: Sunday, September 22, 2019 11:08 PM. Our Topic of the Week: Quagmire
Questions?

Check our Help area first!

Comments? Suggestions?

Contact us now!

We like hearing feedback from members on how to improve the site!
 
 
 


 
Author Name: FreeHcivolmra 1 Comments
Date Added: July 28, 2011 19:07:34 Average Score: (Needs 1)
Views This Week
Members: 0
Unique Members: 0
Guests: 105
Total Views
Members: 5
Unique Members: 5
Guests: 622

Type: Free Verse
Category: General Add To Favorites | Text Only
 
Home
Standing before a plain old door,
worn beyond the ages,
You can feel the familiar warmth of home,
you can smell the familiar scent of baking pies.
Reaching out to open the Door,
Pausing with your hand
upon its dully glinting bronze handle,
You can feel the love crafted into its furnishing.
Upon opening the plain old rosewood door,
the warmth of love washes over your face,
relieving the tensions of an age long life.
Taking off your boots,
you can feel the worn oak floors,
smooth and comforting,
oiled by the centuries of passage.
Off to the left stands a plainly upholsterd chair.
Taking off your coat
you hang it on the back of the chair,
stopping to lightly carress
the coarse, oiled, hand-carved chair,
where so many have rested
after their long arduous Journey.
To the left of the chair,
sitting amongst a stone ring
stands a blackend iron stove.
Where a freshly baked pie
stays warm upon
the pitted and stained stovetop.
Walking towards the pie,
You see a large stained glass window
looking out over
an emerald sea of evergreens,
contoured to the windswept valley
full of brightly glowing vitality.
Taking a slice of pie,
and continuing on past,
you come across a bed,
plainly carved, made up
with sheets that are faded,
but inviting all the same.
In the northwest corner,
stands another door,
slightly ajar,
letting in a constant draft
of the cool mountain air,
richly sented with wildflowers
and evergreens.
Full of the chatter of squirrels
punctured by the howling wolves.
Standing there, breathing deeply,
you relax and realize
that your Journey of Life has ended
with you back at home
Forever.
Author's Notes:
I am putting this as general but I don't really know where it should belong. It could be spiritual because it speaks of how I see dying and the end of the Journey being the Home where your heart tells you. My Home, the one I still seek, is a small cottage on a mountain side overlooking a valley of evergreens. This poem could go into either religious or philosophy because it talks of the afterworld as I see it. So, long story short, I am not sure of what I should catagorize this poem as.
This Poem is about a dream of mine. I hope you enjoy it.
Report Offensive Poem.

'Home' Copyright © John Armlovich
Copyright is property of the above author or group. Reproduction in whole or in part is strictly prohibited.
Click here if you feel this poem is in violation of a copyright.
 
Click here to send this poem to someone!

Comments:
Comment By: FreeLady Dragonwyck on August 6, 2011 06:36:34 PM Report


John:  this is one of the most peaceful love filled poems I have ever read.  Such a feeling of peace and "where you belong".  An incredible write.


 


Lady D





 


Check for Announcements.
on our Home page!

User poems are sometimes graced by images and textures stored on our site
courtesy of GRSites.com, Sandy Hradil, and Sherri Emily.


Welcome, Guest!

Become part of our
friendly community
of on-line writers!

Join today!
 
Username:
 
Password:
 
Forget Username or Password?

Members On Line: 0
Guests On Line: 68
Members in Chat: 0


Happy Birthday

Dan (34)
Kymberly Donn (49)
Susan Franklin (45)

 
We Thank You!

For your donations
and subscriptions!

Creative-Poems.com
P.O. Box 7931
The Woodlands, TX 77387

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
monovalent-defence
Copyright © 2003-2017 Creative-Poems.com.  All Rights Reserved. Use of this site is subject to certain
Terms of Service rules which constitute a legal agreement between you and Creative-Poems.com.
By providing links to other sites, Creative-Poems.com neither approves of, endorses, or gurantees
any information, opinions, or products found on those sites. Users follow links at their own risk.