Anna Hopper Poet Free verse

Homeward Bound

Beneath the rubble of this shattered home
The memories of my childhood reside
   Bleeding hands from where I've poked and prod
For knowledge of when it died

   The ghosts of my past scorch my remains
Refusing to let me ignore
   Flashbacks of better days
Leave me wanting more

   Smiles, tears and bunny ears
Live on pictures beneath the carcass
   Addicted, I stay here searching for more
Despite the weather's harshness

   The more I pry, the more tired I grow
I just can't connect the dots
   Frustration angers and exhaustion sets in
I begin seeing spots

   Perhaps my puzzle is to remain cracked
So it will match my heart
   The missing pieces are nowhere to be found
An answer so brutally tart

   I've learned to tame those pesky ghosts
I successfully hushed their sound
   Now I'm looking forward, not back
I'm no longer homeward bound

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Ben Burton April 7, 2015 at 3:16 PM Nicely done. Starkly grim, but hopeful.

Eve Roper April 7, 2015 at 9:38 AM A terrific write a 7. Home ward bound to a better home of fun and happiness. Blessings eve

Cynthia Ferguson April 5, 2015 at 6:41 AM I need to think more like that myself, :) look ahead and not back, it can be to painful, but one of the first memories I have is my grandparents home near a farm and the smell of wild flowers filled the air, every time I smell them I am brought right back there, it is hard to give some memories up, they always come back :)