Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

The Lure of the Familiar

The streets of yesterday, comforting
   The landscape of tomorrow, forbidding  

Familiar foods rouse fond memories
   Tampering with tradition, disapproval

My well-worn armchair's form-fitted to me
   That new recliner, stiff as a bad knee

Your scent, your aura, ingratiating
   All others, alienating

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Caren Krutsinger August 6, 2019 at 11:37 AM "That new recliner, stiff as a bad knee" - yes but once you get it worn in, heaven, right? Gershon Wolf August 6, 2019 at 4:07 PM Once I get it worn in, I've got two bad knees. LOL. ~ gw

Kim Rodrigues August 6, 2019 at 8:43 AM Fantastic! You give us thoughts to chew in. A fave, Gershon! Gershon Wolf August 6, 2019 at 4:07 PM Really? A Fave? -- Thank you so much, Kim! :) gw

M. L. Kiser August 5, 2019 at 8:59 PM There is nothing quite like the familiar. It takes courage to step out of our comfort zones...so true. Gershon Wolf August 6, 2019 at 4:06 PM There's no place like home, however humble it may be!!!