This made me smile. I could relate to this in the sense that just a couple months ago, we moved out of our home we’d lived in for over sixteen years (and moved to a different town!) I also think of how we’re going on vacation soon and I’ll be so ready to come back to my new home. Suitcase living in hotels is not for me 🙂
After 20 years of constant business travels and living in hotel rooms and out of suitcases – the most beautiful part of any business trip for me – when I returned to see the smiles on the faces of Lisa and the children.
Since the day I married, I might have paid the bills but Lisa is the one who gave me a home 🙂
Houses, lived in many that are not home.
Wings on my feet always return me to this place,
Even without a roof over my head,
Smells like home and winds through my heart;
Home.
Whenever I travel I am always ready to go home, but I’m certainly not ready for an ultimate “home” – too many more memories to accumulate and my suitcase is expandable. Cheerio, Jane
Thanks, yeah the haiku’s really haven’t been coming so great lately. I should post some of them though, just for comic relief. Gotta love those times when things don’t come out the way you want them too. But, it is nice to put some longer verses together as well. Thanks again
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I’m not quiite ready to move on yet. Still accumulating all those memories.
This made me smile. I could relate to this in the sense that just a couple months ago, we moved out of our home we’d lived in for over sixteen years (and moved to a different town!) I also think of how we’re going on vacation soon and I’ll be so ready to come back to my new home. Suitcase living in hotels is not for me 🙂
After 20 years of constant business travels and living in hotel rooms and out of suitcases – the most beautiful part of any business trip for me – when I returned to see the smiles on the faces of Lisa and the children.
Since the day I married, I might have paid the bills but Lisa is the one who gave me a home 🙂
Houses, lived in many that are not home.
Wings on my feet always return me to this place,
Even without a roof over my head,
Smells like home and winds through my heart;
Home.
Loved yours Eric. Home beckons indeed.
This is marvellous, Val
Yes, a house need not be home
A home need not be a man-made structure
I love the magic in your short poem.
Luv and blessings on a Sunday morning,
Eric
An occurrence that happens, and then happens again, daily. Phew! Talk about baggage of the useful and cringe-ful varieties.
There are bags – and trash bags – very truly you’ve noted these.
Peace,
Eric
Beautiful haiku, Eric, evoking surreal memories, but home is where the heart is and the journey is never ending… 🙂
Thank you, Lauren
Going home on a never ending journey
Perhaps, we are already home
What a thought – much to reflect. Thank you for this.
Peace,
Eric
Whenever I travel I am always ready to go home, but I’m certainly not ready for an ultimate “home” – too many more memories to accumulate and my suitcase is expandable. Cheerio, Jane
Love that idea, Jane – an expandable suitcase – I plan to get one of those 🙂
Thank you, Willow dear.
Harsh words fly, closed ears repel screams
Neighbours watch the unholy scene
Never darken my doorstep again, words cut
Doors slam wham, bam cut!
Just love your haiku.
This is simply marvellous, Willow dear 🙂
Thank you so very much for sharing this here.
Sadly, the theme of your poem is enacted much too often in many lives.
Thank you. Much luv and blessings coming your way,
Eric
Thank you Eric X
How many would want to quit really? Let providence decide..
Hello Padmini – yes, I agree. Better to leave it to Him. Peace, Eric
This one so nice! Not ready yet….still have so much to accomplish.
Hello Rachna and thank you 🙂
I’m with you – still collecting
Peace and blessings,
Eric
A perfectly packaged piece. No doubt there’s still a bit of space left in the suitcase Eric.
Hello and thank you Mike,
Yes, always room for some last additions, I reckon.
Cheers,
Eric
Home and heart, … if the two are intertwined… then travelling home is the best feeling in the World. xxx
Can’t agree with you more, Penny G.
Beautiful piece.
Thank you, Susan.
Hope the boys are behaving – and I don’t mean Mitch.
All good wishes,
Eric
Yes for now they are behaving. But that will change as soon as the winds change. They do have their moments.
A wonderful journey. Memories
Yes, we pack the lovely memories and discard the hurtful ones – we leave behind plenty and take with us even more, I reckon.
I also love this. We can continue to keep those memories to continue our journey 🙂
Yes, Yoshiko
Ultimately, the only things we take are our thoughts, words and deeds, I reckon.
Peace,
Eric
Peace to you too, Eric
Yoshiko
Lovely Haiku, Eric.
Preparing to leave
Responsibilities over
Waiting for carriage
Hello Indira,
Hope that carriage is a long time comming – meanwhile, we can all enjoy more of your haiku 🙂
Peace,
Eric
For a chronic sufferer, it is not a good or very welcomed wish dear. but thanks for the thought.
Oh dear – that’s rough. I’m so sorry.
Peace,
Eric
Its okay, life is like that, there are worse cases so………
on the way but who can tell when the journey will end when its time to pack up and leave..oh no I have so much more to do..so many memories to caress
Hello Soma,
You’ve been missed 🙂
Same here – I’m busy filling up a room full of stuff to be bagged – always believe in travelling heavy.
Peace,
Eric
on journey..so left already and not yet reached 🙂
Good for you – enjoy 🙂
really nice one. Great piece Eric
Thank you.
I see that you’ve expanded beyond haiku – I enjoy your poetry.
Have a great weekend ahead 🙂
Thanks, yeah the haiku’s really haven’t been coming so great lately. I should post some of them though, just for comic relief. Gotta love those times when things don’t come out the way you want them too. But, it is nice to put some longer verses together as well. Thanks again
I’m not quiite ready to move on yet. Still accumulating all those memories.
LOL – same here, Ian, have not even bought a luggage bag – yet!
love this eric )
Thank you, Ann.
Have a great weekend ahead,
Eric