Home became a House.
Peeling plaster blends with poisonous mushroom black
Falling from walls of finest alabaster.
The ceiling hangs upside down
Where French crystal chandelier held court.
Hollow sounds and stifling air
Drift from rooms of opulent luxury
Supplest leather of candles and incense glow.
Polished oak floor now dulled
Smeared with acrid hatred of supple shoes.
Exotic orchids wilt untouched,unloved
that once touched the sky.
Tarnished bronze vies
With dusty Persian rugs
to shine again in pride.
A vibrant Home
becomes
A desolate House.
Author notes
Divorce shatters Homes as well as people.
Written April 21st, 2006
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Hope you are OK............
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Yes,you are so right my friend.Actually these material things don't mean much to me.They are more symbolic of a rich inner life.And yes I am appreciative of all I have.
Thank you so much for reading anf commenting,my friend.
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thank you for reading and commenting Craig,this is very much appreciated.I too have faith that everything will be fine as I am a strong lady but it does take some time and grieving even though am happy with my decision'
Peace to you too my friend.
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A brilliant write loved it , I'm sure it will all work out fine,I got divorced aged 23 and got another bite of the cherry, love n peace Craig.
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I thought this was a sad poem and you have my sympathy. However one thought: at least you have Persian carpets, chandeliers and comfort. Think of all the poor people who end up with nothing and count your blessings, cha cha cha.
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Great work Elizabeth.I am just working to make my own home softer for my eyes and soul. I will start to redecorate something and than we will see what culd be the next, but yes, without love and understanding the best home is always covered with dust, so to speak.
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thank you so much for reading and commenting Marg.Am still holding on for the divorce but it is very difficult to get one here in The Middle East but at least am seperated and he has moved out to his own apartment so am gradually putting my life together again with support from good friends and my children.
How are you guys settling down?It is great to have a new start but will probably take a while to get into the swing of things.Have you got to know the new neighbours yet?
Am totally blocked poetically but staying calm and hoping some inspiration will return.Have found if I push it it just gets worse!
Take care of yourself,dear friend and do stay in touch.Give me your address so will hopefully stop by one day.
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Am fine honey and thank you so much for reading and applauding.I wrote this after filing for divorce which is very difficult here in the Middle East!So this Poem comes straight from the heart.Actually am fine but it takes some adjustment.But am a tough Parrot so will be o.k. my friend.Am totally blocked though but hoping this will pass!
You take care of youeself too,my friend.
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Sad but beautiful, Elizabeth, and oh too true. I hope you are well. Marg
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well well well look at what we have here. no rhyme. lol.
this was a sad piece. hope you are ok.
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thank you my sweet friend for reading and commenting plus the applaud.It symbolised a lot for me but that is o.k. life moves on.Stay well.Elizabeth.
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Very nice write Buffy, well done and beautifully penned good
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So true my dear friend and home is where people love and laugh and celebrate,maybe even cry together.All will be well!
Thanks for the kind reflection and encouraging comments.
And peace be with you too,dear Shubs.Elizabeth. -
A house is made by the people within and four walls never a house make.
The poem is vivid with its words of wisdom adorning the walls of learning and then an eye opener and all that you have been through comes out chiselled by an experience best shoved under the rug.
The house will once again be,there will be fire in the fireplace and the birds will surely sing,Liz....peace be with you Shubs
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Dear Alex.thank you for reading and commenting.I don't know about excellent but it is the truth.Stay well,dear friend.Elizabeth.xx
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Your mother is a wise lady and yes one room can be filled with love and a mansion with emptiness.Homes are for love and caring and I will have all established very soon.I sincerely thank you for understanding and comfort.
All will be well.Love.Elizabeth.
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i think this is excellent elizabeth,very well written indeed.well done my friend,
take care,
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I didn't get around to reading this yesterday or when I first saw it , but I was right on the money on what it was going to be by the title.....( of course not your exact words) But the truth rings out so loud and clear in it. The poorest of dwellings can be a home if it is filled with love, and a mansion can be just that.....a house that seems so cold and empty in spite of all its trappings of beauty and comfort
. It reminded me of one of my mom's sayings..." when the heart cries it hurts just as bad when laying on a satin pillow than it does laying on a wooden bench without any pillow at all". She was and still is a very wise woman , and as I get older I am starting to realise that more and more every day. Even though we are separated by an ocean , her words always resonate within me and it is then that I know that she taught me so much. I wish you love and smiles , and most of all I wish you home
xoxoxo
reenie
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I knew you would understand Lily.A difficult piece of the soul to bear but time is the biggest healer and your prayers are wonderful to receive.
thank you for taking the time to read my sweet friend.
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Now that is very true Jim.All neglect can be restored and the heart's treaures taken out and polished.Warmth may creep in again and all will bloom anew.
Thank you for reading and applauding.
Take care,Jim.All the best.Elizabeth. -
Get the hoover over!Staying vibrant in red.Thanks for reading Debs.All the best.Elizabeth.
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Truly Remarkable!
A hauntingly familiar piece. Thank you for always sharing such a precious, and tender piece of your heart with us here, my Beautiful Elizabeth. I so treasure your talent as well as your friendship. As always, I'm praying for you. Excellent work.
Love and Blessings,
Lily
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But once was just a house now has the chance of becoming a home for you Elizabeth. Nicely done.
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No dust on you girl
Oh darling - stay vibrant - brush off the dust and show yourself your colours. Biggest hug and if I could, I'd be round with the hoover.... xxxxx debs
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