A big thanks to all our photographers and poets who participated in last week’s poetry and photo prompts. This prompt gave us an opportunity to think about the space in which we live, and share a praiseworthy glimpse into its heart and soul. The “where” and the “who” we call home. Here is part of a poem written by Carol that seems to capture the essence:
Voices mingle in filtered shadows
Echoes of laughter and tears…
An ode to home can also represent the passing of time and the inevitability of change, as we see here in this portion of a poem from Darlene:
Home has a lot to do with where we’ve left—
bits
of hearts
along the
path…
Be sure to check out the highlights from Photo Prompt participants on the Photo Play Pinterest board! And keep clicking and/or playing with words.
NOTE TO POETS: Looking for your Monday prompt? On Photo Play days, it’s right here. Choose a photo and use it to jump start a poem!
Featured photos by S. Etole, Patricia, and Monica. Post by Heather Eure.
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Monica Sharman says
Thanks for making my day with a photo feature!
Here’s a poem for the first photo:
Tatted, transparent in places,
who can tell if she’s tired of hiding,
trying to peek out into light,
or escaping exposure,
slipping quick into the dark,
the drawer shut too soon
behind her?
SimplyDarlene says
nice.
S. Etole says
Good one, Monica.
Donna says
Ahhh…. clever! 🙂
SimplyDarlene says
Thank you for using some o’ my words and for linking to the entire piece. Home is a hard one for me (and mine) due to our Relocation Saga.
Lots of folks say “home is where the heart is.” Only sometimes does that tidbit offer comfort.
Heather Eure says
Darlene, the post would’ve felt incomplete without your voice. Thank you for sharing part of yourself with us.
Patricia @ Pollywog Creek says
Thanks for making my day, too! What fun to see a bit of my creativity here and be surrounded by so much talent. Y’all are awesome.
S. Etole says
This is gift. Thank you.
Rosanne Osborne says
http://poetryhawk.blogspot.com/2014/03/ode-to-drawers-that-fail-to-close_19.html
Donna says
The seeds on the cutting board caught my eye… I got to thinking that they feel left out, you know? And so, I give you tomato seeds’ lament
tinged with reddish orange slippery
tongues cry out
“what are we
chopped liver?
no…
no….
not
the d
r
a
i
n
.”
Donna says
(well, the last word was kind of swirly-like before I hit submit…maybe with your imagination you’ll see it 🙂 )
gassingon says
My home is where my heart is
I know this in my bones
I’ve searched for years to find it
but still end up alone
I know one day I will find it
I don’t look anymore
but one day my heart will find its home
and I will know its door..