The picture hangs on the wall.
Pretty image
Stark reminder
Of personal remorse.
Contradicting emotions
Arise within, when
At the picture
I gaze pensively.
The urge to visit
The village portrayed
Rushes over me
It's too far.
Not in miles but
In time.
Too far back.
An impossible journey.
You are still there
In a handsome spot
Hopefully at peace now.
Finally.
I must move onwards
Learn from the past.
Appreciate what is here.
Whilst I can.
I find it enigmatic and that is why I think I like it. Just when I think I understand it I realise that I'm not sure, it's the village I find the puzzle as I thought you were writing about a person, maybe yourself?
Thanks for your comments, glad you liked it :)
I am happy to explain what I wrote about....unless you would rather I didn't?
The picture hangs on the wall.
Pretty image
Stark reminder
Of personal remorse.
Contradicting emotions
Arise within, when
At the picture
I gaze pensively.
The urge to visit
The village portrayed
Rushes over me
It's too far.
Not in miles but
In time.
Too far back.
An impossible journey.
You are still there
In a handsome spot
Hopefully at peace now.
Finally.
I must move onwards
Learn from the past.
Appreciate what is here.
Whilst I can.