“Home Sweet Home”–poetic excerpt from “Sightlines: A Poet’s Diary”
During this time I’m in Lake County in Northern California and walking when I can in Clear Lake State Park, the jewel of the county on Clear Lake and nestled on the shoulders of Mt. Konocti…these lines from my poem HOME SWEET HOME often run through my mind…excerpts below. You can read more from “Sightlines: A Poet’s Diary” on the sidebar (poems, talks and more)….JGR
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HOME SWEET HOME
It’s a relief to be back home in Lake County.
Where Mount Konocti replaces Limestone Cliffs.
Clear Lake rather than the muddy Mississippi.
Views from our windows stretch miles.
. . . Back in the land of fresh focacia and mufaletta mix.
Young mozzarella and basil.
Back in the land of manzanita and oak bearing mistletoe.
Some trunks have fallen across the path since my last stay here.
There’s the Great Blue!
He tests his toes on the Monet bridge
before playing You Can’t Catch Me
as I walk along the canal.
A red-shouldered hawk
heads for a Valley Oak, frog in his claws.
Oh, yes…it’s a relief to be back home.
Such a loving poem, with a great sense of humor. Someone said, and I can’t remember who, that we only really love if we can laugh too.
Thanks, Janet!
I love to drive by Mount Konocti which, in native language, means “mountain and woman.” I always imagine the profile of an indian maiden’s body lying supine at the top of the mountain. I would like to have a photograph of Konocti Mountain, showing the profile, in order to accompany it with a poem that I have written.