My Heart Is Where My Dreams Are
So many rooms I used to know
They all had much I miss.
Their windows, floors and doors would flow
With breathing just like this.

Linked to dVerse Poetics. Laura Bloomsbury is hosting with the theme of “rooms”.

Upstairs Toward the Blue
Upstairs Toward the Blue

Author: Frank Hubeny

I enjoy walking, poetry and short prose as well as taking pictures with my phone.

44 thoughts on “Room”

  1. I love the photo with the door ajar, and the peek into your creative corner. I am in the midst of moving, and I hope to find all the treasures I’ve boxed! Your poem made me smile. I always enjoy y our work.

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  2. Some of us moved like gypsies in our youth. No one room stands out. But I have been in the same home for 30 years now, and my den with desktop computer, and family room with another desk, surrounded by thousands of DVDs are my main habitats.

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  3. I’m attracted to the blue light. That’s where I would go!
    My own rooms are all jumbled together in my mind. I like how they seem like old friends in your poem. (K)

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        1. That is a small area. If I converted meters to feet correctly it is about 184 square feet. I built a small house once 16 by 16 feet or 256 square feet. It had a loft inside, so that added 64 square feet but you could not stand up in it. We now live in a 730 square foot apartment.


  4. I too thought of the many rooms I have known when I read this prompt. I like the way your poem and the photo suggest the room you inhabit now looks out into a bigger world.

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      1. They Finally Fixed
        It A Bug In
        The Software
        They Couldn’t
        Cure from Giving
        Me incorrect
        Storage.. they
        Took away
        All Storage
        Limits as the Remedy
        After Spending 33
        Hours to fix.. it Breathes..;)

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