Moved My Soul (Crooked Halo) by Valerie Parente
You moved my soul
when I was told this soul is immobile
and this body was its only home
but now I feel home
anywhere that you go.
Maybe what I thought was a crooked halo
was really an orbit feeling a new pull
tilted, shifting, going rogue
saw my future out there with you
and told me to follow.
– Valerie Parente (11-11-2025)
Homebody by Valerie Parente
I was looking for a place to call home
when a realization flashed like a spark,
that home is those moments in time,
times when loved ones left their mark.
And moments in time
are always doomed to depart,
to become invisible and intangible
except for in my heart.
Home is not something I will lose
if it is already lost
and in that way there is nothing new to fear
unless you fear what we are.
– Valerie Parente (6-14-2024)
Homesick by Valerie Parente
They say home is a state of mind
but I’ve been homesick for quite some time
trying to find solace in words and rhymes
because a replacement for you is so hard to find.
I’m just a poet looking for a place to belong
a mindset I’ve compensated for, for so long
ever since that one safe haven went wrong
and our house burned to the ground.
It’s been 12 years wandering the same path
and I wonder when I’ll finally get sick of that,
I think it’s time to hold my breath and go back
and find peace of mind in that other half.
– Valerie Parente (8-25-2020)
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