Displaced Poem by Susan Williams

Susan, I can totally relate to this poem. Many a time, I have felt that I am not of this place, nor time. And how I long to go home. When I had my near death experience, I had a very strong conviction that I was finally home. But it was not yet my time. Nor is it yet. Thank you so much for this timely reminder!

Soran, you always make me feel good about my poetry ans I thank you for that so very much plus you show me what lines affect you the most which is illuminating for me. Thank you for faving this and for the 10! ! ! ! !

Soran- those lines were my favorite as well! ! !

The more effected exile is the exile of soul, as the poet here cried and screamed when she realized her real and true orbit is some where else, she needs as a brilliant poet to settle in her peaceful environment, and this important discovery of relationship with place tell us how original and genuine she is, really this poem is poignant and superb...10++and onto my fav list differently Congratulations you are so good

. I do not belong here, I cried I was made for a different place This place is not my pace This place is not my home.

Frank, Thank you for commenting and when Poem Hunter ever fixes all things broken on their site maybe we can post replies in the correct places and vote and place poems and poets on our fav lists.