Legs from the Dregs Theme and Welcome
‘Home. It’s what you write about Lizzie’ said Michael The Poetician, after reading my latest book of poeticals.
‘Really? Is it?’
How ironic if true. I hadn’t had a place to call my own for decades.
But the image of the dormouse fast asleep in the teapot at the Mad Hatter’s Tea Party in Alice in Wonderland popped into mind…
Michael was right. Even my love affair with tea had something to do with the universally familiar and yet refreshing taste of home - a place where we’re utterly free and safe to be ourselves.
But where? A poetical which suggests home might be a little nearer than we may imagine arrives by way of welcome.
HOME
For some, home is a roomful of strangers
With enough space to swing a haversack
For some it’s the bosom of a family
With kids sprawling round the T.V.
For some it’s a land that’s truly ‘mine’.
‘Country roads, take me home.’
For some, home is halfway up a mountain.
For some, it’s halfway up a drainpipe.
For some, home’s the heaven you get to
After being blown to kingdom come for your beliefs.
‘I’m going home, I’ve done my time.’
Some say ‘home is where the heart is’.
Some say ‘it’s where the money is’.
For all of us it’s that deep sleep
Where even dreams can’t find us.
‘Oh, show me the way to go home,
I’m tired and I wanna go to bed.’
All we want is to come home.
But what if home was everywhere?
What if, better than that, you always felt ‘at home’?
And what if – even more exquisite –
You were home itself?
Then you would BE home.
‘Ah… there’s no PLACE like home.
You are home!*
*From ‘Bottomless Landing’, Lizzie Leigh, Chalk Stream Books, February 2025, originally published in ‘Simply This’ by Simply This Publishing, May 2005.