At Home Abound.... Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan
At Home Abound....
Close by Dichteren's neighborhood
wandering lonely as in some famous verses
watching the deep blue sea
some seagulls approaching me
leaving the memories behind
I have tried to find
froth coming from the abyss
my Lord, is this all there is?
memories fade away, no present nor the past
yesterday was today's love no more
this life's journey sweetness has gone yore
tried picking the past the loveliest as it was
reaching the brim of yesterday's heart
grasping the love once my part
it looked as if night had fallen
all darkest, darker than in Sankt Gallen
all I met was only the twister
no brother around even no sister
there came the blister around
delivered my memories and you abound
remember love, some times ago on Dichteren's ground?
the kindest people, pure love inside, no blister around.
No Sankt Gallen, baby, just peaceful Doetinchem
gracious praiseful people all around
give way for God's Love and Bliss
from deepest within, gratefully yours and all there is
God's Bliss is, is at home abound
Doetinchem is our at home abound
Photography by Sylvia Frances Chan: "Dutch Apple Cake for at home"
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A fabulous piece of poetry! Loved reading it. My favorite lines: leaving the memories behind/I have tried to find froth coming from the abyss/my Lord, is this all there is? .........(10)
You never cease to joy my heart dear friend with your brilliant pen! When memories fade away and we have no present nor past, we may be able to gasp what all there is means. Indeed, love and bliss, people and things alike we are all brothers and sisters.
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4/23/2024 1:10:29 AM # 1.0.0.1119
froth coming from the abyss my Lord, is this all there is? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -This is painting a mood, an atmosphere, for a poem! ! ! ! Absolutely top-notch writing. Word choice excels, and there is a dark kind of rhythm to this piece, a melancholy underlining the verses. I am captivated.10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
WOW! An american poetess has read this without stress, and I am blessed because all the cute compliments coming from her caring heart and soul. Thank you Lord, thank you Sweetest Sue, is that you, we just met and looks like ages. This is Sue's premier visit to my poem site.Thank you too for the gigantic 10! ! ! ! !