ELLEN THE TALL ONE

Time spent away from home

Exploring foreign terrain

Elicits subtle nostalgia

Fondness for beloved abode.

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Surreptitiously it brews

Percolating in our chest.

Into well-kept memories we delve;

Ourselves we double-guess.

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“How does it all look again?”

“What resembles the ecological puzzle of Oz?”

Our memories recall pieces

Tessellating divinely as myths to Gods.

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Blue hues, which ebb and flow Pacifically

Sand oh-so yellow, not so pebbly.

Evergreen eucalyptus trees

Speckled, Stringybark, sometimes papery.

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Flowering gumnut clusters,

Flora and Fauna found only in Australia.

Astral constellations beneath which we slumber

Our great southern home there is no other.

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It’s a knowing speculation-

Memories are tucked away

Waiting to be awakened.

And so long as expats continue to roam

We soothe ourselves with romantic memoirs of home.