Homecoming

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Homecoming

All rivers led away from home, each highway, path and plane,
but little did I know that I would be led back again.
Memories pressed upon the page like flowers in a book.
Every story, every poem records a backwards look.

 

The prompt by dVerse Poets is to write a poem based on this amazing painting by  Lee Madgwick. See her other paintings here: leemadgwick.co.uk.
See other poems written to this promt HERE.

24 thoughts on “Homecoming”

  3. Rob Kistner's avatarRob Kistner

    Judy, I like the longing in this piece. We are drawn to those memories as they recede, but we can never really go back but the heart longs at moments, the further we are carried along the river of life.

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    1. lifelessons's avatarlifelessons Post author

      It is just ironic that I have always been drawn to other places and other people yet when I write, invariably it is about my first 18 years and the place where I lived at that time.

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    1. lifelessons's avatarlifelessons Post author

      Thanks, Grace. My hometown still has a town reunion every 5 years. I’ve gone to almost all of them, many times being the one who has traveled from furthest away to be there.

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    1. lifelessons's avatarlifelessons Post author

      Funny, Margaret…but I tend to hear again as either “agin” or “uh-gane” according to what I’m rhyming it with, not thinking of it being slant either time. I’m a wishy-washy poet!!!!!

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  12. Eilene Lyon's avatarEilene Lyon

    A fascinating image and the poem does it justice. I also like the line comparing memories to pressed flowers on the page. Not all memories are quite as lovely as blossoms, but maybe the hurst fade as do the petals.

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