Shelly Snow Pordea

Last week, I intended to post, but this is one of the months since I began this blogging journey that I have let a week of time pass by without writing here. In my last post, a couple weeks ago, I emoted through poetry about home. It's interesting how those two things for me go hand in hand. The essence of home and the feeling of time slipping away are on my mind a lot. Perhaps because I'm in the final stages of getting book two of the Tracing Time Trilogy, Chasing Shadows, r

My heart is torn betwixt two places And yet I cannot go The path once traveled Lies in wait And beckons me back home But here I find the worlds not there And there the things not here So as I live another day My heart goes to and fro I'll brave a path that winds and bends To distances not taken And find my place in lives now shared In values not yet shaken So onward to this home I lack I stay another day Knowing that when time has come My other place awaits #poems #expatturn