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Home, Sweet Home

by Mr. Ed — Read all 1,530 poems by Mr. Ed

Sunday, April 18, 2004


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A secluded red rock canyon in Utah


 


 


I think I have finally found the perfect retirement home,


No longer will I need to search, or to ponder, or to roam.


 


It’s located at the bottom of a deep dark ravine,


It’s immersed in natural beauty, and oh, it’s so serene.


 


There isn’t a human neighbor for at least a hundred miles,


What a most comforting thought, one which makes me smile.


 


No traffic jams, maddening noise, or cluttered subdivisions,


No politicians, salesmen, or bickering organized religions.


 


No newspapers, horrific TV news, or man’s insanity,


Only solitude, nature’s wonderment, and silent serenity.


 


Just the Creator’s hand, in every direction that I look,


I’ve even found a most delightful little babbling brook.


 


Our neighbors will be canyon critters who live within these walls,


They never bicker or fight over super sales at the shopping malls.


 


They never curse the next dawn, or ever once regret their lives,


They never abuse other creatures, their children, or their wives.


 


They never shout out hatred, and they never practice bigotry,


They are content to live in harmony, as we were meant to be.


 


My only problem now, will be to convince my lovely spouse,


“Sweetie, we’re finally home, isn’t this a wondrous house?”


 


“We can put the bed right there, and the sofa by the wall,


And see this giant hole I’ve dug; it’s for Nature’s Call!”


 


“We won’t need electricity; our fuel will be kerosene,


The air is not polluted, and the trees are always green.”


 


“You can sunbathe every day on our luxurious upper deck,


I’ll build you a comfy hammock – oh, what the heck.”


 


“I’ll even hang up a big old clock; that should make you smile,


But me - I’ll be using my much more reliable ancient sun dial.”


 


“We can climb topside together, and we’ll frolic in the pine-scented breeze,


We can snuggle there every afternoon, beneath the lovely trees.”


 


“Each and every night, we can hold hands, and lovingly gaze into the sky,


Then we can drift off to sleep contentedly, with a kiss and a sigh.”


 


 “And we can definitely grow some veggies, and get a few more pets,


We can live there happily ever after, with surely no regrets.”


 


“Ah, this is the way that life was truly meant to be lived,


Ah, for such peace and tranquility, a fortune I would give.”


 


“Edward, parts of you’re ‘vision’ are not filling me with awe,


And under no circumstances, mister, will I use a hole – in Utah.”


 


“Just think it over, Sweetie, pretty, pretty please!”


 


“OK, now go to sleep and quit the begging – Geez!”


 


“Yes, dear.”


 


As I finally fell asleep, my heart still retained some hope,


My wife has yet to bark out that dreaded spousal, “NOPE.”


 


Maybe someday soon, my vision will become a reality;


Maybe someday soon, my heart will truly fill with glee.


 


 


 


 


 


 



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Reviewed by Theresa Koch
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
Sounds awesome to me!

Reviewed on April 18, 2004
(((ed)))

LOL--let's all go back to the stone age, life was simpler then :)

(((HUGS))) and love, karla.

enjoy your humor!

Reviewed on April 18, 2004
Delightful write, Ed; always enjoy your poems and stories!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your Tx. friend, Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Marie Wadsworth
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
Many wise hermits (Obi-Wan) live in the desert. This one shows your great sense of humor as always.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
Fantasic flintstone dream Eddie!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
We've all dreamed of an "escape hole," I think...but you sure
do romanticize it, Eddie!
I would tend, though, to agree with Rebecca on this one.

Love the graphic!

Reviewed by Regis Auffray
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
Wonderful fantasy shared, Ed. Thank you. Love and peace. Regis

Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
Hahahaah Love this Ed....My friend lives in Utah...
actually it sounds like heaven to me....no appliances..
no windows to clean...LOL....I think the more we
own the less happy we are...all these material things
are nothing but a nuisance....we had everything in
storag for a few months while our home was built and
we lived in a few rooms with little belonging..and I
remember those as my happiest days.....once we got into
the house with all the "stuff"....oh...I tell you...I did
nothing but work...You have the right idea...I hope the
wife buys it....floria

Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
Ah, Ed.. I always enjoy your little 'chat fests' with "sweetie".. but I have a problem: how do I shake this longing you've put in my heart, to have what you've described here? Oh, wait! Sorry.. you didn't put it there, I did.. long ago! sigh.. you just let me dream it again. Thank you. (I was wondering: what's in that jar there? LOL) Actually, I want mine to be a cottage with wooded critters and set by the sea... but everything else is just the same.. pretty much.. nearly.. know what i mean? Bye, Ed. Bye, "sweetie".. katy xox.

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
Awesome and someone else can pay the electric bill I love the pic and the poem ED a joy to read.

Reviewed by Franz Kessler
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
Ed the troglodyte - a vision that also appeals to me. My wish is to end my days in a cave. Just stay a some 10 feet above ground level. This might reduce the life-threatening risks of rare, but violent flooding putting you and your pets in danger. Franz

Reviewed by Tami Ryan
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
What a wonderful journey you've taken me on - I could smell the clean air and hear the animals' calls. Enjoyed this so much, Ed.

Reviewed by William Bonilla
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
Excellent write ...Ed
enjoyed much

William

Reviewed by E T Waldron
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
Oh Ed please hire me as cavekeeper? Please?;-) You just
described paradise. Beautiful poem Ed,thanks for sharing!

Reviewed by Ed Matlack
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
This Ed, is truly beautiful, humorous as well, but still I can see you living there, hope you will have room for visitors as I am sure I can talk Rene' into making the trip, and Rufuz would love to be able to romp and play there...Peace, Ed & Rufuz

Reviewed by jude forese
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
... a dream worth seeking ...

excellent rhyme and meter ...

Reviewed on April 18, 2004
Ha! I loved this, sounds like my kind of place! excellent Ed!

Reindeer

Reviewed by *********** ********** (Reader)
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
In MountIsa in Oz people live in rocks....lol Because is so bloody hot!

I love how you write...;)

Ty, Dani

Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
Having caveman tendencies Ed? Excellently written. Actually it does sound very serene.
Good luck! Lisa

Reviewed by Carmen Ruggero
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
We all have to follow our heart, eventually, or live the dread of having not.

Carmen :-)

Reviewed by George Carroll
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
A sublime poem of wishful thinking.

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on April 18, 2004
When's the cave warming party, guess she rides a bike to generate power for lamp, erm nice home Ed, very kinda, well anyway it's the people that make the home a home, nice cheery write old fella:)


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