Home Awaying

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Home Awaying

When you head off for days tomorrow
this little room will fill with sorrow;
won’t want to open any door,
my heart too jammed in acting sore.

To persuade you sooner to come back,
I will clothe myself in lack–
I don’t mean here a luring bare–
my version’s always matted hair,
woe-ven sackcloth, wrinkled ash–
somehow, it won’t recall you fast–

At least not faster, though it’s true–
when I call with voice full rue,
you hear below the drama’s pitch
the timbre of a wound unstitched,
an ache as deep as Lake Baikal,
a plunge as stark as Angela Fall–
I’m doing it again, okay,
but checked them both online, and say–

forgive me if I make it harder
for each of us to be a-parter–
stiff upper lip’s just not my style,
stiff other things (now, there’s a smile)
are far preferred for helping cope
when life is not a funny joke.

So, hurry, dear, and then stay put;
your head by mine, also your foot
aside my sock, my wooly sole,
paired together make a whole.
The little room of our tomorrow
will hold then just one cornered sorrow
required for a C of O
under every building code I know.

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This started as serious lyrical poem, and then quickly degenerated to my typical ruefully sentimental couplets. Agh! I am posting it as my 9th April poem, and also for Helen’s prompt on abodes posted on With Real Toads–http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com.

Process note–“C of O” stands for “Certificate of Occupancy” legally required for a habitable dwelling under most U.S. building codes/zoning rules, etc.

The rather silly pic is taken in the room where I stay in the City–my husband down with me here for a day, but needing to take a trip elsewhere–so not my abode! (Thank God!)

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12 Comments on “Home Awaying”

  1. b_young Says:

    “your head by mine, also your foot”
    As I seem to be saying often lately, my first poetic love was Ogden Nash. This has that same wonderful odd tender silliness.


  2. Oh poor sad Heffalump, with its Person going away. I smiled all the way through this. It is adorable, picture and poem. And will make your hubby smile!

  3. Polly Says:

    Aw… sad elephant x

  4. Mama Zen Says:

    This is so sweet! I think it’s delightful.

  5. brian miller Says:

    parting is not sweet sorrow, sometimes it just sucks…..smiles…now there is a smile…ha…love that…

  6. janehewey Says:

    ha sometimes poems are interrupted by real life situations. This one reals so clearly, so cleanly that I get caught in those tidy couplets and found this both dear and enjoyable.

  7. Helen Says:

    .. ‘my typical ruefully sentimental couplets’ ~~ how blessed are we you compose them?

    • ManicDdaily Says:

      Ha. Well, thank you, Helen. I seem to have gotten out of the mode the last week or so, but I do seem to fall back on that. Thanks for your fun prompt. I am very jammed today, but will probably do something quite late tonight. k.


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