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Every time I come home I feel this way. This time I decided to capture it in words. View table of contents...
Submitted: Jul 6, 2008 Reads: 75 Comments: 13 Likes: 5
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Thank you for the nostalgia that this work brought to me.
Phil
Posted: Jul 7, 2008
Wonderful! Bold, confident writing and a lovely subject to which I concur, 'home is where the heart is'.
Posted: Jul 7, 2008
Ah, you have me longing for a little stretch of beach I call "home." Hope you enjoy yourself, Emily. :) Heck, I know you will!!
Posted: Jul 7, 2008
That must be relaxing, Em! I love the sight, the sound and the smell of the beach. I love to see the sunlight dancing upon the waves, and the wind waltzing with the waves. Ahhhh...Then, I love to get a handful of sand, toss it over and see it blown away by the breeze. That feels like home. :-)
You did write a wonderful piece with a very heartwarmimg thoughts. When you wrote "I smell you before I see you", that exactly defines a home.
A Great Read! ^^
Posted: Jul 8, 2008
Aw, there's so much truth in that. When I went travelling I thought I'd not miss home at all. I was such a home girl after that. I was changed but very attached to what I knew. Cocoa Beach sounds so lovely, while I was reading it I was walking along with you. It was a sweet poem, Em. :) ~ Nixie
Posted: Jul 8, 2008
I smell you before I see you
My nostrils filled with salty delight
My lungs breath deeper
Nowhere on earth
I left this place, searching for adventure; and myself
A niche for me in the world
Confining and mundane, I thought you
I wished to travel the globe back and again
But as it is when we grow wise
I realize that I might have had it all the time
My heart belongs here
My spirit never left
Fill me up
So that I may come back to rest
Oh EMILY, U did it again...wove a web of magic all around us....
Reminded me of my own small town where I grew up....The small towns have this 'charm' and 'innocence' which the big cities can never contemplate...right?
Last year we were in Toronto...I thought moving to London( Canada, Province Ontario) would be depressing since it is a small city....GOSH...i was SO WRONG....
This place is MAGIC...MAGIC INDEED...reminded me of my childhood days....
will send u snaps soon in ur mail id sweety...
THANK YOU SO MUCH...Hiya sweetheart , u should write more poems....What about trying a short story?
Posted: Jul 8, 2008
I think for some of us, nature leaves a memory imprint on our souls...something we recognize and immediately tune into when cued...by such sensory detail. Places like this one for you, and my river for me, give us perspective and bring us down to earth...it is special;) and you did beautifully, nice job!
~rain
Posted: Jul 10, 2008
wow, I felt like I was RIGHT there. haha, suddenly I have the urge to go to YOUR hometown, lol. This was really wonderful Em! I LOVED it!!!
Steph(:
Posted: Jul 13, 2008
To quote Dorothy... "There's no place like home... There's no place like home..." A "wonder-full" write, full of spark and energy and visuals. Your bio says Seattle is your favorite city, I believe... BUT-BUT-BUT... Have you ever spent any time in BOSTON????? LOL
Sorry, but I'm a die-hard New Englander, living just outside of Boston and I love it here!!
Have a grand day.....Jerry (^_^)
Posted: Jul 14, 2008
Emily this was really beautiful. The reader can feel all the emotions that you feel for home. Never been to Cocoa Beach, but it sounds wonderful after reading your poem. My own hometown is in the midwest and I always think of golden velvet wheat fields and lush green woods when I think of home. Love your poem!
Posted: Jul 29, 2008
Hey Wolvie, long time no speak! Had to stop by and have a butchers at this as anything Coastal grabs my attention.
Wonderfully descriptive as always, and for any water baby what you describe will take them sailing (pun very much intended!) back to those wonderful memories. Actually you would be pretty hard pressed to think of anyone who ever has a bad experience growing up on or near the beach.
Luckily I must have some Nomadic genes and thus don't really feel homesick when I go away, in fact I LOVE it finding new things, meeting new people. Or could be the fact I have a few different nationalities all swimming round inside me that I can't call one place home.
Ah who knows, hope your well though oh and could you post some snaps of your town, just so we can put some visuals on the wonderful description you made?
Posted: Aug 6, 2008
this is great the way you described it! i enjoyed it a lot!
haven't talked to you in forever, how's it going?
Posted: Sep 20, 2008
nice one. actually excellent.very bold writing.loved it. check me out too ......
Posted: Oct 20, 2008
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