• Travel

    Far-Sickness

        Far-Sickness By Jesi Scott   She posts her pictures online for all to see Her adventures in a foreign land; Pictures of buildings and rocks and statues And flowers and trees, Places and things I’ve never seen But ache for as if exiled from home, My desolate soul heartsick for a place I know in my bones I belong to As surely as I know every curve and edge Of my own face in the mirror, Though I’ve never once stepped foot Upon its shores.     **Photo courtesy of Beth Teliho and poem inspired by her trip to England and a different photo that didn’t work out…

  • Poetry,  Travel

    I Need A Vacation…

      Recess (Going On Holiday) By Jesi Scott   “Come and play” the soft voice whispers in my ear, And I open my eyes to see who is there. “Come and play” it whispers again As I rub and stretch the sleep from my skin.   “It’s nice out here. Come and see.” But I ignore the words and drink my tea. “Please come and play. I’m lonely and bored.” Instead I read the news and leave the voice ignored.   “Won’t you at least look outside?” I glance at the pile of dishes needing to be washed and dried. “Isn’t the sky looking especially blue?” It does remind me…