Sunlite Wanter Poet Free verse

Homer's Diner

Homer’s Diner

Retirement closes afternoon eyes;
Dreamlike pictures of old desires arrive;
Transporting the willing consciousness
To a heaven’s far away hoped diner 
Where old friends arrive one by one
As they leave old earth behind and find
A place where pie and coffee flourish
Hugs and back pats abound;
No talk of mean and harsh politics,
Only arguments of the best flavor of pancakes,
Where laughter and smiles are always around;
At Homer’s Heaven’s Diner.

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Heidi Sands February 8, 2018 at 7:51 AM I like the line, only arguments over the best flavored pancakes. This poem brings the reader straight to the diner ! :) Sunlite Wanter February 11, 2018 at 11:49 AM Thank you, Heidi.

Silent One February 6, 2018 at 2:40 PM Is this a real place? Sounds like a great place to be.. Sunlite Wanter February 11, 2018 at 11:50 AM It's a real place in my father's lifetime dream never realized. He sacrificed it for his family, but I like to think about him having it now. Thank you for responding.

Emile Pinet February 6, 2018 at 12:21 PM You have a quick wit and an enviable imagination. Your words flow like a bubbling brook floating a message aimed at the heart. Well done! Emile. Sunlite Wanter February 11, 2018 at 11:53 AM Your heartwarming comment is deeply appreciated.

Vijay Pandit February 6, 2018 at 11:33 AM Beautifully done--love your depiction of the folks at the diner..feels so real, SW! Sunlite Wanter February 11, 2018 at 11:54 AM It was always my father's unrealized dream. I like to think of him as having it fulfilled now.