Sanctuary (just a ramble of thoughts)

by Mr. Darcy   Jan 28, 2017


. . . so there I was, knee deep in

a frozen world - literally transported

from a familiar place that I had called,

Home.

.

"Home" is a strange term for me;

a place where I'm welcomed,

feel safe, perhaps,

...even, liked, somewhat!?

.

Home, a place where I can be me,

well, a version of me that I can -

pimp . . .

.

Home, a world, a room, a page where

my thought become my therapy, my balm . . .

.

Home is more somehow, it's a

. . . "Sanctuary"

.

Now, we have the builder in

and

with brute force the walls have come down,

.

.

. . . my sanctuary, my home, now reduced to memories...

.

I have many of those, some paid for,

others are un-payable

debts
r
o
w
n
i
n
g

in blood . . .

.

is this one going to 'that' place?

.

Apparently the snow covered rubble won't last.

Word is, that the brutish man will return;

to build another "home", a better one, but,

will it be, what I need it to be, a . . .

"Sanctuary"

.

.

© 2017 - Mr. Darcy

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  • 7 years ago

    by PETER EDWARDS

    As always Michael, your poems are always very interesting to read and thought provoking!
    You certainly have a very creative way with words that I simply love!!

  • 7 years ago

    by deeplydesturbed

    Mr Darcy,
    Well done. I love the way you have expressed how the site is (or at least was) your sanctuary. I believe a LOT of people think this way..

    Well done.

  • 7 years ago

    by Kasie

    Michael,

    Well done on another great piece. I love the layout. I'm sure this is intended to mean something else... But at the moment, when I read this all I can think about is the changes to the site.

    • 7 years ago

      by Mr. Darcy

      You are right, Kasie - this is primarily about the changes, but you know how it is, new events stir up old ones in the process.

  • 7 years ago

    by Em

    Michael, for some reason this made me well up firstly because of how well written it was and secondly because I can feel the emotion throughout and I feel it's something more than just the rebuilding of a house but of yourself, maybe and if so, I can totally relate as I feel many of us especially on here can. I saw your comment to Luce on how this wasn't meant to look like this or whatever and you know what I actually like how it's fallen, for me it gives it that edge.
    I feel home to all of us is completely different. My home is now my sanctuary and like you i can be anything i want to be (usually wonder woman, wondering where everything is haha) but once it used to be a place where I was petrified to even breath incase I did it wrongly and nobody should have to live like that... But I guess nobody knows what happens behind closed doors, if only we did. Then again, would we do anything to help? Sorry rambling..
    I like how when the builders come and start wrecking the joint, leaving things wherever they like and making a mess that they ruin your sanctuary and leaving you with only memories because thats what (I feel) real homes are about making good memories and of course some bad because we all have those too and though these builders are coming back to build this new home you question (as we all would) will it be the same, will I settle in etc.. I feel this isn't just about the building of a house though but building trust, friendships.. I'm not sure.
    As always a fabulous piece.
    Em

  • 7 years ago

    by Everlasting

    I like it.

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