Nostalgia
Nostalgia
By Chris Commodore © 2006
If time could turn back just a little bit,
I’d never leave my cozy home again.
Where kin and comrades on street corners sit,
And month ends bring to me no lasting pain.
I’d never let the distant birds that fly,
Out in the far out strange and feral bush.
Out-value those that in my domain lie,
Nor fame and fortune blindly seek to push.
I’d cherish well the peace each single day.
Bask daily in the zephyr’s warm embrace,
Enjoy tranquility and nothing pay,
And feel most blessed among the human race.
I’d take time off to greet the rising sun,
I’d stop and notice folks and say hello.
And frolic some till sunset’s glow is gone,
For where I’m now, there’s no such thing you know.
I’d walk the gardens, surely nature’s best.
I’d slow my steps and never be in haste.
Throughout the day, I’d stop and take a rest.
And cuddle roses and their aroma taste.
I’d join the birds that cavort in the rain.
I’d listen to their music fair and free.
With naught to lose but everything to gain,
I’d watch them hide and seek from tree to tree.
I’d listen to the creatures of the night.
Forever thankful for my blissful home,
I’d toil by day and sleep in peace at night.
And with the bees, I share a honeycomb.
When glowing sunsets light the evening sky,
I’d count a thousand twinkling, dancing stars.
And in the moonlight, on my back I’d lie,
To watch them dance between this world and Mars.
The firmament that flaunts her silvery glow,
Revealing mysteries in the heavenly heights.
Pearls casting stardust on man’s realms below
Define true beauty in such placid sights.
Such scintillating visions in my head,
Recurring scenes, a cosmic wonderland.
To carry me and tuck me in my bed,
And bid me traipse with Nixies hand in hand.
And finally, for other things and these,
I’d raise my eyes and to the Master pray.
I’d thank him for his blessings on my knees,
And vow from home to never again stray.
About this poem
Missing my original homeland and all that I had left behind to settle in North America...
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Submitted by ti.min on October 20, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,972 |
Words | 407 |
Stanzas | 12 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
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