Call Me Home

As a traveler, I roam,
but my open front door,
wooden flower wreath
is welcome relief.
Home is heartbeat,
the anchor underneath.
Resented, 
then reconsidered.
I need some sense of sameness
to be centered.
Familiar shadow through window,
the strange scent of the familiar,
unique imprint on feather pillow,
family members are the pillars that
call me home. 

© 2022 | K.Hartless

This piece was prepared for Flashback Track Friday #76 hosted by Mr. Bump. Join us in sharing songs, artwork, and poetry inspired by home, and be sure to tune in every Friday to songshinesounds for a new flashback and invitation.

30 responses to “Call Me Home”

Poetry Goddess

Just beautifully written!!

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1. K.Hartless
  
  Thank you for this compliment. 💜
  
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  1. Poetry Goddess
    
    Your welcome! 🌺
    
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John

I miss my family, flying up this month!

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1. K.Hartless
  
  Oh that’s exciting, John. I hope you have the best time with them.
  
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  1. John
    
    Thanks! I fly to Michigan twice in summer, once in winter for family Christmas!
    
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  2. K.Hartless
    
    I’ve never been to Michigan. Are you headed near the lakes? Safe travels, and I hope you have a wonderful time with your family filling your love bucket.
    
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  3. John
    
    Aww, thanks so much! My destination is at the base of the thumb area. Michiganders may have a larger population of left-handed folks? 😂
    
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Tom

These were such tender comforting verses, K! Beautifully expressed that yearning for home ❤

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1. K.Hartless
  
  Thank you. I don’t recognize it until I’m on my own doorstep most of the time. 💜
  
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  1. Tom
    
    Always worth remembering ❤
    
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  2. K.Hartless
    
    Yes. It’s my compass rose, I suppose.
    
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  3. Tom
    
    Everyone needs that familiar bubble of comfort to return to 🙂
    
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  4. K.Hartless
    
    😄
    
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Mister Bump UK

Lovely, K.

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1. K.Hartless
  
  Thank you for hosting this topic. 💜
  
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Lia

Couldn’t be better. Basically says it all. Relatable!

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1. K.Hartless
  
  Wow, this is an incredibly kind comment. Thank you, Lia. 💜
  
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Jaya Avendel

Loving the beauty of this poem! ❤

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1. K.Hartless
  
  Thank you, Jaya. It’s good to be home. 💜
  
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johnlmalone

excellent: an ode to family, to our loved ones; beautiful: this is going STRAIGHT into my commonplace book !

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1. K.Hartless
  
  Oh, wonderful. I’m so pleased. Thank you x What is means home to you, John? Do t you dare say your slippers.
  
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  1. johnlmalone
    
    yes, you may; and my books and ‘New Yorkers’, my …. I think I better start writing a Home poem 🙂
    
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Jeff Flesch

That has the perfect sensual feeling of returning home from a long trip. Gorgeous, K. 💜

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1. K.Hartless
  
  Thank you kindly, Jeff. It’s good to be back in the bubble of comfort, with all colors I’ve collected on my travels. 💜 What means home to you?
  
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  1. Jeff Flesch
    
    You’re most welcome, K. Always. Ah, today home feels of peace, deep connection, solitude, and love. Colors bring that too, I think. 💜
    
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yourplateormine967244485

Love this, how wonderful, your poem and the blessings of family!! ❤️💖❤️

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Jim W.

❤️❤️❤️

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DEVANG UPADHYAYA

What a beautiful poem.
Keep sharing 🙏🏼

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1. K.Hartless
  
  Thank you. I appreciate this comment very much.
  
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