At this time of year, our thoughts turn to those we love. It is a time of coming home, of sharing the holidays with those closest to us, of celebrating love and connection. This song by the Beatles really pings my heart. I do my gift-wrapping to the Beatles, especially John Lennon, sometimes pausing to do a little step-and-hobble across the room. Smiles.
It seems we spend a lot of time looking back, as the decades roll by. We do our remembering, sometimes with chagrin, at times with regret, but most often with nostalgia, for the worst of times back then have, hanging over them, the golden shine of youth: all that hope and promise, all those dreams, before our hearts got too broken, years when we still believed they could be healed if just the right love came along.
Take us back to the people you remember, the places of homecoming for holidays: places of the heart, places of arrival, the places that grew you up, blew you apart, then mended you again. A homecoming for whatever celebration brings you and your dear ones together.
Maybe there was a person back there of whom you can say, in reverie: “I loved you more.”
I am really looking forward to reading your poems!
Good morning, poets! There is a beautiful sunrise outside my window this morning, an auspicious beginning to the day, which will be sunny and mild. I look forward to sharing poetry with you this week, and hope you are all well and happy.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sherry
ReplyDeleteLovely to see you, Jae.
DeleteLovely topic Sherry. Looking forward to reading poetry too.
ReplyDeleteHi Sumana, I enjoyed your poem so much!
DeleteI enjoyed the video, Sherry! Such a meaningful and memorable song. Beatle music never gets old!
ReplyDeleteI love the Beatles - they take me back, with such nostalgia.
DeleteIndeed, their music never gets old. I still play it on the regular.
DeleteJesus. I'd rather die than write a paean to those assholes I am related to. I'll see if I can find a different angle.
ReplyDeleteThe sky's the limit, kiddo. Whatever you write will be awesome.
DeleteJust the right topic for the season, Sherry, thank you! Alas. In my poem I find out how hard it is to find a word that rhymes with "hearth."
ReplyDeleteYour poem is so uplifting, Dora. Smiling about the "hearth".
DeleteSharing one from my poetic memoir...it was one I wrote about coming back home...
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you shared it, Rajani. I love the format.
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