A Vision Of Home Comments

going back that place which was once home, watching from sidelines, wistfully- you have captured the sense of loss, longing for bygone times poignantly. Thanks, it's moving and one I can completely relate to, thanks James

Memoreis of home still haunt me with happy memories of times gone by, even though I have travelled far from birth place. The lessons taught stay with me to this day. I thank you for this lovely poem.

inherent beauty in this poem..it should be close to every one..the smell of your home...the touch of the old folks..lovely...10

James, this is a wonderful poem. I like the way you wrote. I especially like the stanza ending refrain. This is a first class bit of writing. I gave it a 10 only because there are no 11's. Also, thank you for reading and commenting on 'A Sonnet To My Little Town.' Regards Ron

Yes, James, I have felt all you write. We have similar poems. I was born in Lawrenceville, Illinois and lived there until the 2nd grade, so I have lots of very young childhood memories.there, but the home I miss the most is in Indiana and is now a garage. That place, in the country, is where MY childhood soul dwells. You write very well. I go to read more of your work.

Really felt that strong sense of yearning for the past..that very place where images still dwell, where impressions of love and warmpth were a big part of you.

A beautiful poem. Your soul has never left home. a 10. Linda

It is home again Mr. James B. thought it is hard to go to the same home again and again it is worth going and again. i liked the way you make the poem comebcak and forth in the minds, an image of home coming and going at the same time. thank you for commenting on me regards

even our soul wishfully want to go home to home again...so deep, very very deep what an expression of you. thank you...a ten point

nice. Reminds me of my old home town

This poem did indeed deserve the 10. Wonderful nostalgic sentiment and the construct is very good. The last stanza sums it up and brings us back to reality with greatest of taste. Goes into my favorites to be read again. Adeline

Ten! Easily the best poem I read in awhile...beautiful memories shared so eloquently about Home...and what 'home' means to each of us.((Smile)) Thank you so much for sharing such a reflective piece of poetry...for sure a relateable piece that warms the heart.Home is truly where the heart is, no matter how many years pass....we never forget.Thank God for that.... Take care of U James Shelley

You paint such a vivid picture through this poem. Beautiful sentiment, it's so true that even when you return to your home town things aren't the same. Thanks for sharing and thanks for your comment on my poem Solace for Solitude. God bless Alice p.s. this gets a 10 from me :)

A wonderful bit of nostalgia. I enjoyed reading it. Ron

Home-eternal inspiration.. i wish i could go home so badly. beautiful poem.

You must be really home sick Mr. Earley. I having a childhood dreams and memories about bring home in Illinois. I have to admit too I miss my home (Queens, NY) town. Very good poem sir.

I have learned that someday, all the things I dreamed of doing will be out of my reach. This poem screams out to me to pack my bags and go home. It is so caressing in memories and lingers still as I write my comment on its yearning. Karin E. Martin

Ah, nostalgia! You did a great job with this, James. I could feel your nostalgia coming through. It is all lovely and well written, but I especially like: Mirage in the midst of a desert waste A faint illusion of another place That vision of home again A perfect ending to a wonderful poem. Thanks for reading my 'Viva L'America! '. best, alicia

a beautiful poem. Reminds me of my chidhood

What a beautifull write filled with so much tenderness..... I can see the swing and hear the children at play..... You know no matter what happens in this world, your memories will stay within your heart as you made them without aging..... The beauty of it someday you will be home again! ! ! ! ! Bonnie EXCELLENT WORTHY OF A 10! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !