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“Home” – dVerse Poets Prosery

Suzanne

The door of an empty house that was once a home closes, and my tears fall. It was your home and memories of earlier family homes. It was where you both welcomed us with open arms. Where you now live is not somewhere you, or we can honestly say, is your home. It is a place that keeps you safe and addresses your medical needs. Now, with memories enclosed in a book, we share on my weekly visit. Your heart lies across the Motu (the land) and abroad to where your children live. A life in which no stone has been left undisturbed. As another page turns to the next, you murmur, “And I’ll bury my soul in a scrapbook, with the photographs there, and the moss will never grow with the turning of pages as you remember.”

The prosery had to include the highlighted string of words. Many of you may know Leonard Cohen’s music, but did you know he was a published poet, too?

If you want to know more about the Lorca and Leonard Cohen poems, follow the Dverse link to Kim’s prompt for Prosery this week. Or join in with Dverse. https://dversepoets.com/

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52 thoughts on ““Home” – dVerse Poets Prosery”

  2. A very relatable write! [By the way, I live in Papamoa and have been enjoying ‘dverse poets’ for some time now.] Nice to meet you on here Suzanne!

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    1. Oh what a small world in which we live. I live over the bridge. I have been writing short stories for a while though never published many. Blogging began when we were fulltime nomads. Seven years on and I’m still blogging; now, I’m trying to be more diverse with what I write.

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    1. Thanks, Janis. I hadn’t heard of dVerse until today and I like the concept. Challenging without being overly long to do. I have much to learn after reading a few of the other entries. Are you going to give it a go? I’m sure you would enjoy it.

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  5. Welcome to the dVerse Poets Pub, Suzanne, I’m so glad you found us, and that you were inspired to write some Prosery. Your piece is tinged with sadness. The closing of the door is a great way to start, and the ‘place that keeps you safe and addresses your medical needs’ reminded me of my mother’s last days in such a place. Well done for melding the prompt lines in the final sentence.

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    1. Thanks, Kim, for your kind comment. I enjoyed reading how others replied to the prompt. Inspiring. My mother has been in Aged Care for a few years now. Not an easy place to be, no matter how good they profess to be.

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      1. You’re most welcome, Suzanne. My mother had Picks disease, a form of frontal lobe dementia, which seems to run in the family. I watched my great grandmother and my grandfather disappear with dementia too. My mother went downhill when my younger sister placed her in a care home a couple of hundred miles away from where I live, without my agreement. Dementia is cruel.

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  8. Wow, Suzanne, it’s like you’ve read my mind. There are many things I like about the place I live now, but none can compare to the memories of the home where we spent nearly 20 years of our lives.

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    1. Oh, I thought you lived in a retirement village, Martha? Which over here is completely different from residing in an Aged Care Facility (Resthome) though many do have independent homes on their grounds. Many of their occupants with or had partners in the Resthome facility.

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            1. Yes, I didn’t imagine John would find him sexy. I’m going to listen to his music today and view it differently as I may have been a bit harsh on my description. I do enjoy his lyrics.

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                1. Just listened to Dance me to the end of love. Quite fitting for this post. Funnily enough, I found his voice enjoyable. Go figure.
                  I’ll check out Jennifer Warnes version. Haha @ Jenny sings Lenny🙂

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  13. Welcome too to Dverse. I hope you can find a place for your poetic craft. This is a very real and poignant response to Cohen’s words and you make them fit with a twist at the end. The door of a family home is a very precious way in to the lives within. It is sad to lose a home and a loved one to institutional care but may be the way to keep them safe and hopefully happy with visits and memories.

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    1. Thank you. Yes, memories can still be made though of course just very different and extremely hard some weeks visiting her and witnessing her deteriorating health. As the saying goes, “Toughen up, buttercup”.

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  14. That is great that you’re participating in dverse poets now. I have read other participants work, but do not do it myself. My poetic efforts are pretty lame!

    This is a bittersweet lament on late life.

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