December 12, 2007 § 3 Comments

Life is clockworks…
time travels in mysterious ways:
the hours are minutes-
and months, days.
In this world
miles from home
with no one to watch over me…
I am not alone.
If I could wish
on every tree I see…
I wish my wings were clipped
and for a moment, not set free;
then, I could make my footprints
in wet sand…
and able to call
this place … home, my land.

© Sonya Rose

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§ 3 Responses to Homeland

  • Jon Norland says:

    I’m glad I kept reading this far. I’ll have to stop now, but I’ll be back.

    I hate people who just say, “I like this,” or “I can identify with this,” and don’t explain why they like it or why they can identify with it.

    But…I like this and I can identify with it.


  • Sonya Rose says:

    Hey, Jon, I’m working on a new poetry video set for Valentine’s Day ’09. If you like “Homeland”, then, you will enjoy the visual and internal experience of “Valley Heart”. The setting is set in Valley of Fire (Nevada). It’s beautiful there and inspired me to write and film the piece back in the Fall of ’08. All I have to do is edit, in between doing 1,000 other things! 🙂

  • Jon Norland says:

    You know, I live in St. George Utah and I must have driven by the “Valley of Fire” exit 50 times going to or coming from Las Vegas. Even an article in the local paper a few years ago attempting to describe the place didn’t get me to make the trip.

    Sometimes I feel like a slug.

    I’ll keep an eye out for the piece. Putting it on my calendar right now…Done!

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