Jerry Brotherton Poet Free verse

A Drive Around My Hometown

The house I was born in, 
used to stand right here.
I was just one more hungry child
destined to grow old and die.

Right here in this schoolyard,
I learned life’s valuable lessons.
The more you have,
the more you get,
the more you want.

Here’s the church,
that taught me,
no one cared,
about lost souls.
Only how much, 
is in the collection,
plate.

This is the highway,
where I found out,
if I went too far.
I would never, 
make it back.

No matter how hard I try

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Eve Roper February 24, 2026 at 4:03 PM The things around you that bring back memories are sometimes great. But others, like those who do not have enough material things in their lives, might change for the best. And only how much, is in the collection plate is not Christian-like. Enjoyed reading. Thank you for your inspiring compliments. Jerry Brotherton February 24, 2026 at 5:34 PM Thanks for dropping by Eve. Have a great day, my friend.

I Am Anaya February 24, 2026 at 3:54 AM Jerry, In aw, however it may bring back memories, if life unexamined , you wouldn't have done such a great thing, written such a powerful piece. Faving. Great memoir! xX Jerry Brotherton February 24, 2026 at 5:32 PM Thanks for the wonderful comment, my friend. In youth I hated everything about it. but with age, comes wisdom and I dream of being there.

Gershon Wolf February 23, 2026 at 8:34 PM Sounds like a pretty grim town there, Jerry. Jerry Brotherton February 24, 2026 at 5:30 PM population 150 country hicks. I couldn't wait to get out. But now I would give all I have to get back.

Yann Rolland February 23, 2026 at 4:03 PM so touching poetry, my born city is so far, an excellent poem, for everyone, thanks poet wishes Jerry Brotherton February 23, 2026 at 5:27 PM I appreciate you stopping by and leaving such a wonderful comment, Yann.

Tom Cunningham February 23, 2026 at 1:58 PM Revisting old haunts brings back memories both good and bad, makes us reflect on decisions we made ,were they the right ones, Sadly we can't change the past. Powerful verse Jerry. Tom Jerry Brotherton February 23, 2026 at 5:26 PM Thanks, Tom. I appreciate your kind comment.

Ilene Bauer February 23, 2026 at 1:50 PM well done, jerry! powerful ending... Jerry Brotherton February 23, 2026 at 5:26 PM Thank you for the kind comment, my friend.

Kim Rodrigues February 23, 2026 at 10:13 AM Wow, I feel the angst! Lessons learned are not those that need be retained. Oh to long for heaven where God gave His all for us! Jerry Brotherton February 23, 2026 at 5:25 PM Thanks for stopping by my friend. have a glorious day.

Heidi Sands February 23, 2026 at 9:37 AM Wow. It is a powerful poem . Well done :) Jerry Brotherton February 23, 2026 at 5:23 PM Glad it resonated with you, Heidi. Have a blessed day.

Daniel Henry Rodgers February 23, 2026 at 8:06 AM Hello Jerry, There’s a stark, unvarnished honesty in this piece that really stays with you. A powerful, reflective write, my friend. Warm blessings, Jerry Daniel Jerry Brotherton February 23, 2026 at 5:23 PM Thank you Daniel. I appreciate your kind words.