Sense of Place: New Jersey

Posted on April 7, 2016 by Monica

Jersey Girl Leaves Home

Oak trees dense
tall tops so high
she must lie on the ground
to see them
shade the broad expanse of lawn
and grace her daily life

Sense of place so strong,
breaking it is a dislocation
unhealed for decades
old rupture throbs still
upon occasion

Returning to visit the back yard –
where collie dog, best friend and surrogate parent,
gone for years,
runs, as in life, to greet her at the side gate
vision so powerful she pushes
its strangeness away
then instantly wishes she could call it back,
live in its sweetness a few moments longer.

Laddie

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7 Responses to Sense of Place: New Jersey

  1. Monica says:
    June 23, 2016 at 1:14 pm

    Dear Bluebee, SO very happy to have you back on WordPress. You have been busy! I never thought I would be writing about this, and one day it popped out. Isn’t poetry grand?! I have missed you, my friend.

  2. beeblu says:
    June 17, 2016 at 7:28 pm

    A nostalgic and beautiful contemplation, Monica. Memories catch us.

  3. Monica says:
    April 19, 2016 at 11:00 am

    Thank you so much, Gama

  4. Gama says:
    April 19, 2016 at 10:59 am

    Good one

  5. Monica says:
    April 19, 2016 at 10:52 am

    so herrlich, Gislinde – danke!

  6. Monica says:
    April 19, 2016 at 10:50 am

    Danke sehr, Freundin

  7. giselzitrone says:
    April 9, 2016 at 4:02 am


    Danke wünsche dir ein schönes sonniges Wochenende liebe Grüße Gislinde

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