Home
written by: Elizabeth Barton
@DestinyAngel25
Home is where I place my hat,
The hearth is my burning strategy,
The fire is my heart aflame
And makes a bed for my repose.
The walls are formed with my dreams,
And enclose my abode of rest;
The fabric of my pillow is desire,
The magic of will becomes a nest.
Where I lie my dreams abide,
And form a crucible of alchemy
Upon an altar drawing heaven down
And prayers sent form a coverlet.
Home is where I found my heart
A canopy of a life richly lived,
The altar is the firm foundation
And proof of magic makes the roof.
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
The accompanying image is a drawing of a view from my window in a small village on the English south coast, where I used to live.
Elizabeth Barton is an artist and poet from New Zealand, with work featured in Pink Plastic House, Fevers of the Mind, Black Bough Poetry, Flight of the Dragonfly Poetry, The Hooghly Review, Vita Brevis Literature, Nothing Divine Dies, and Literary Revelations' inaugural publication, Hidden in Childhood. A winner of the 2020 White Label Cinq competition, her collection Mirrored Time was published in July 2023 by Hedgehog Poetry Press. Elizabeth has authored two further poetry collections, All Revolutions Begin This Way and Auroral, both published by Alien Buddha Press. Her art is in private and public collections worldwide, including the V & A Prints Collection, London.
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