Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Home

I shut my eyes
And settle in
Familiar creaks and sighs
From the house within
The distant night guard's rattle
A car driving its owner to bed
The muted rustle of pigeons
Perched precariously
On the ledge
At the edge
Of my senses.
I'm home again.

9 comments:

  1. Very visual and you rhyme which not most people do.
    Should ask you to one of the poetry addas when they happen.
    Anjana

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  2. Absolutely lovely!
    Love, Mita

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  3. Lovely, languid reading, AD. I loved the wistfulness in most of the pieces. And absolutely lovedddd 'Home'.
    I wish I had the courage to commit to a blog. Maybe someday. Love Pia

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  4. Why that's lovely! Love Anu

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  5. transports me back to my childhood days in kolkata... a very comfy, fetal position.
    Manosh Sputnique Sengupta

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  6. That is an AMAZING piece!!
    Shona Patel

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  7. ‎Jim Morrison...........don't know why this reminded me of him. Maybe sounded a little spaced out or relaxed. But nice!
    Amit Roy

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    1. Thanks Amit! Being compared to Morrison! Woah!!

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    2. Thanks Amit! Being compared to Morrison! Woah!!

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