Friday, November 10, 2017

Prospects of Returning Home



Gardens of Pleasant Regret: 




on prospects of returning home, written on the airplane to home 
after believing I might have had a stroke 
during a solo visiting Kristin and family in Brussels 





I wish to see the garden,
the gardens—the tenth of an acre around my house—
hard surfaces I laid down,
soft earth I dug up,
the green,
the hues-floral,
successes after decades of error and trial,
the done, undone and yet to do,
a patch of lawn that will need cutting,
weeds that will have erupted,
and gifts from good seeds that dropped in.


I wish to smell the smell,
listen to squirrels, birds, and gate,
and I wish to walk with pleasure and companion
as I hear—with pleasant regret—
of what I missed in the days and evenings of my absence.



    (c) from date of posting, by Bob Komives, Fort Collins 

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