Seeker
Home seems to me an unclear idea
Which is vague like an echo long passed.
Still, I find myself ever roving in search-
Often the guest. Always marked tourist.
I keep fingers stretched toward a horizon
Where I imagine my lonely words will find
solace; a sincere ear in which to fall.
Isn’t that what it means to feel at home?
I want a place to relax from ambition
A peak or a riverbed to steady my mind,
But like the ocean’s love for shore,
Gravity and time force sad withdraws.
https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/4tjcdc/love_poem_2/
https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/4thu03/abandoned_earth/
Posted Jul 19, 2016, 4:44 AM UTC
I enjoy the vagueness of this poem. Reading it was soothing, and didn't hone into any specifics. It kept it applicable to more than just one scenario, and the choice of words dance on the tongue.
Thank you for the reply. I am glad that you enjoyed it! I wrote it with one scenario in mind, but over the re-write and edits, I began to read it as applicable to more than one scenario also. So, I am glad that you picked up on that as well- though it was a happy accident. :)