.Finding Home.

.Finding home so close to where I was born so far from the homes I’ve made.  Feel myself dropping down into this space, making familiar out of constant new. Pulling in the open air and the yellow mountains and box houses with red tiled triangle tops. Finding familiar in the millions of palm trees standing like sticks pushed into sand, constant as weeds. Accepting the objects, ideas I see and giving respect to those things I would like to change.  Seeing faces again and again- studying their planes and moving from behind mine with passion I can hear pooling in my pulse. Letting go of solitude, finding peace, making love, waking up deciding to do it again. Forgiving myself for taking my time and crying my way through mind webs made by negativity and solitude.  Forgiving myself for the bad I do- for my misconduct and giving myself the opportunity to live again and try again, love again, do better. Believing that today is in fact better than yesterday and that tomorrow will be better still- if not better, deeper.

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I am a HUMAN RIGHTS advocate with a knack for inter-contextually. I am a STORYTELLER, a ceramists, a pan-art lover, a feminist, and a humanist.
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5 Responses to .Finding Home.

  1. aconwright says:

    I like this…I think you really captured the multidimensional feelings of “home” I found the “finding familiar sentence” striking. I was wondering if you thought of adding another F-word to bring out the alliteration of the f sound. Example “Finding familiar faces in the millions of palm trees” I thought it would also bring out the sound of millions because the adding another f word adds another syllable that would complement the cadence of the words from finding to trees and then you have good sounds and syllables with the s-words that follow…. I am going to use this to teach my students poetry. 🙂

    • Thank you Anthony, I would be honored to have you use my poem in your class 🙂

      I’m playing with different ‘f’ words to see what I can do. I really enjoy the way you use sound in your poetry, so I thank you for your suggestion.

  2. Ana says:

    Andrea… wow! I love your writing. So touching. Especially for such an opening-up, and fiercely pouring out of feelings. I had to read this post after the “Self-doubt can go fuck itself: Looking all fear in the face”… strong harsh yet beautifully captivating.

    Love the end
    “and giving myself the opportunity to live again and try again, love again, do better. Believing that today is in fact better than yesterday and that tomorrow will be better still- if not better, deeper.”

    So powerful. hope and light.

    All the best in living your dream
    Besos bella

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