Rhona Mcferran Poet Free verse

Wanderlust

Wanderlust welled
within my heart at early age
spirit smothered by small towns
and even smaller spaces
for my hopes, dreams, expectations

So I traveled far, searching
for a place with room to grow
never knowing, understanding
the “me” I longed to be
was already growing, all along
no matter where I went
or whether I stayed
or for how long...

'Til weary from my journey
I settled in a suburb
similar to the small towns
where I grew up
exhausted and
grateful to be “home”

But now I notice that
everyone here wishes
they were somewhere else

Old folks crabbing
about being too close
to the city- too much crime

Young folks crying
about being too far
from the city- nothing to look
forward to here

Miserable moping
year after year
wasting lives away with
wanderlust denied
when what they've been
desperately longing for
they already have inside

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Michelle Faulkner October 22, 2018 at 1:32 PM This is so true for me, in my twenties I moved around looking for the 'right' fit, finally found it with my hubby, have been at the same place for going on fifteen years, I finally feel at peace- Rhona Mcferran October 22, 2018 at 8:07 PM Yes! I felt that way when I met mine, too... I finally realized that the "home" I was looking for wasn't so much a 'physical place' as a sense of contentment! ;)

Caren Krutsinger October 20, 2018 at 9:42 PM Well done my friend. It is always "inside" - always! I think Dorothy and Toto figured that one out! Nice. It is amazing to me but I have a friend who is never happy. She moves houses the way the rest of us move shoeboxes, as where ever she goes it is "too something". Rhona Mcferran October 20, 2018 at 10:08 PM Yes, I have known people like that, too. It amazes me how many people are living in utter discontent when they actually have pretty decent lives (comfortable home, stable family, reasonable job, plenty of food, clothing, etc...). And they look at me like I am an anomaly because I am grateful and contented! *shaking head*