I Want To Be Home

Photo by Samantha Gades on Unsplash

I want to be home,

Sweet solace of home,

To kick up my feet

In repose complete,

To sip from a cup

That will warm me up.

I want to be home.

I want to be home,

The refuge of home,

To sit with a book,

In some quiet nook,

And shut out the noise

That no one enjoys,

I want to be home.

I want to be home,

My own cozy home,

Covered in a wrap,

A dog in my lap,

Play classical airs,

Resting in my chair,

Please, can I go home?

© Susan Joy Clark 2021

This poem is for a dVerse poetry challenge, to write a poem with epiphora or epistrophe. According to dictionary.com, epistrophe is, “the repetition of a word or words at the end of two or more successive verses, clauses, or sentences.”

A Doggo and His Ball

Poem and Palinode

Franco, a little doggy I care for several days a week.

I have been writing some short stories lately, and though I am late for National Poetry Month, have been in the mood over the past few days to experiment with different poetry forms. I am always in the middle of a longer creative writing project, so it has been nice to write some shorter pieces and put out a piece of creative writing more often.

I came across this challenge by DVerse to write a palinode. As described on their page, “A palinode or palinody is an ode or song that retracts or recants a view or sentiment to what the poet wrote in a previous poem.” It’s possible to do the poem and its recanting in a two-part poem which is what I chose to do.

A Doggo and His Ball


Franco is a funny boy,

Doggo with a favorite toy.

Balls are this doggo’s delight,

Which he dreams of day and night.

His fixation is annoying,

For the while he is enjoying,

the ball it bounces, skips and places

self into inconvenient spaces.

Only a hooman on her knees,

Face, hands or belly can retrieve

beloved bally from its snares

Under sofas, seats, beds or chairs.


Did I say my darling was a pest,

Just because he gives me little rest?

Maybe I did, but only in jest.

© 2021 Susan Joy Clark

I’m not sure my form is flawless — poem people, be gentle — but maybe light, comic verse gives me more leeway?

I’m showing off my lovely mismatched staying-at-home outfit in this pic, but it’s a good example of Franco being a darling.

This silly ditty below, by Gelett Burgess in 1895, was shared on DVerse’s page as an example of a poem with palinode, and I liked it so much I’ll share it here.

“I never saw a purple cow.
I never hope to see one.
But I can tell you anyhow
I’d rather see than be one.”

Later in life, Burgess wrote —

“Ah yes, I wrote the purple cow!
I’m sorry now I wrote it!
But I can tell you anyhow,
I’ll kill you if you quote it!”