Home

I was born on a broken battle ground
The tanks and soldiers marched with the trumpet sound
Papa trooped on, and my mama was never found
They never came home

When I grew on a high windy hill
With an aunt who didnt think I was real
I found out that the pain didnt pay the bill
It didnt make home

The woods were always there for me to hide within
The only place in all the earth i could fully grin
I took the sanctuary with a beard on my chin
And called it home

I woke up a man, out in the nasty world
In a pool of misfortunes yet to unfirl
A new sky was born when I met this pretty girl
And gave her a home

In my sea of misery, she made my warm blue vials
Something ripe to drink from when I'd lost my smiles
And we'd sail together to the virgin isles
And build a home

Her life, it rose and fell, like a sandy desert dune
Her hair turned a dusty gray, and her voice got out of tune
She passed away on a Tuesday after noon
Inside our home

When you grow tired, you lay your weary head
Upon the pillow that is your death bed
I think about the life I have led
I want to go home

The clouds are brains, cascading softly into mist
When down is up, theres nothing left you havent missed
I saw her again today, we laughed after we kissed
I was finally home





Poetry by weirdzarun
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Written on 2008-08-18 at 10:32

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The first stanza grips the readers heart and you have them Michael, through each trace of a young man's steps we follow the story with baited breath. And you are found and you are loved and then separated only to be brought home again. Home is definitely where the heart is....thank you for reminding me there is an end to the abyss....Love the title and very good to read you again, smiling at you, as always, Tai x
2008-08-19


Kathy Lockhart
This is an extraordinary depiction of life and its progression through death and then resurrection. It is a story told so well that I followed it with heart, soul, and mind. It is a touching tale of finding oneself through love and in the comfort, finding the home long searched for. applaud. kathy
2008-08-18