With Toto in her arms, Dorothy clicked her heals and repeated “There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home.”
Brainstorm your thoughts around the word home. You may use Dorothy’s iconic words as a title. Or describe a place in your life that feels like home.
I used a form created by J. Patrick Lewis called the zeno based on a numerical sequence for syllable count: 8, 4, 2, 1, 4, 2, 1, 4, 2, 1 in which each one syllable line rhymes. For more examples, I found this 2014 post from Today’s Little Ditty.
Snow transformed home to wonderland,
silent ocean
of white
flakes
reminding us
climate
wakes
imagine us
safe from
snakes.Margaret Simon, draft
Reflections on the Teche 
Love that you continue to find so much inspiration from the unexpected snow, Margaret.
I spent some writing time this morning working on poems for some upcoming posts. Here’s one that fits the prompt, but you might see it or a version of it pop up again somewhere, like Poetry Friday.
this home
part of my heart
nestled a family
nurtured its soul year after year
in love
Draft, RoseCappelli2025
You are always welcome to post a poem written here. It’s a safe drafting space.
What a sweet poem, Rose. “this home / part of my heart” is precious. I have lived in many different homes, so I don’t have the longevity of a physical home that your poem conjures for me.
Rose, your home as part of your heart. How lovely.
Margaret, the home photo with the unexpected snow is a great image. Even home brings surprises. I smiled at your inclusion of the snakes in your poem. Yes, home is “safe from snakes.” I tried a zeno today too. Thanks for the new form and for the link to the interview with J. Patrick Lewis.
Where is home for the refugees?
Dangers behind
them. They
flew.
Dangers before
them. Now
new.
Is there home hope?
Where? How?
Who?
What a great Zeno! Thanks for trying the form.
Denise, the questions in your zeno are deep thoughts. Who will find the answer to where the refugees’ can call home?
Love this, Denise. The questions at the end lead to such important wonderings.