Odyssey

Arrayed across the fridge, all the journeys

of my inner Ulysses may be seen, led

by the ceramic blue VW camper

van of long cherished dreams, a vessel

for traveling in towards crystal clear

waters fringing sunlit villages nestled

between warm seas and heat-hazed mountains.

Along the imagined and fondly

remembered route-map on the white doors

enamelled Pisa holds shopping lists

beside a little magnetic fishing

boat securing old lottery tickets

just up from the Boston skyline cradling

an old photo of children while even

lower down the Eiffel Tower and the

Tower of London, a Norwegian moose

and puffins from Orkney hold reminders,

phone numbers, wi-fi password, and post codes,

the daily jumbled in with all the dreams,

reminding me that but one step outside

could lead to adventure on any day,

with my Penelope who will return with

me to home and her peaceful crochet.