'Neath The Palms

For so long, I wondered my life ‘neath the palms
                                  A tropical climax to gild golden years
Each breeze would embellish my thoughts in the sun
                                    I never imagined a context of tears

Though beauty surrounds me in floral bouquet 
                        In hues that are married to sunset and wine
I can’t help but ponder the path I have taken
                    When leaving behind everything that was mine

The memories are haunting as life lies before me
                     Still promising sunshine and skies always blue
But nowhere do catalogs count what is missing
                   Not even the sunrise through palm trees will do

Well, yes I could pack up and sail away homesick
                           And try and go back to the life that I knew
I guess I am living just what I was promised
                                 I’m certainly having a day that is blue



Every now and again, that old homesick bug bites!
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Proxenos Avatar
May 25, 2024 at 5:16 AM
The past, my darling dad's presence up until I was 45, he died of caner, and my little baby boy of five days old who was born sick and who God took into his arms as an angel. How could those two incidents be avoided, never, it's life., who said life and living is easy, we take one day at a time by the grace of God. Your poem is heartfelt Mike, Bravo! Hugs and blessings, JENNIFER.
Gentile Avatar
May 25, 2024 at 3:09 PM
Yes, you are right, that is life!! I am so sorry for all you’ve endured!! Thank you for reading and commenting!! Happy Memorial Day!
George Avatar
May 16, 2024 at 8:53 AM
When we move to a new setting and a new state of life, we leave behind all those things and places we enjoyed and loved once. It is an irreversible reality and we can only long for our past. But we have to compromise with the fact that past cannot be brought back. A beautiful poem marked with nostalgia. Stay happy and blessed, dear Mike !
Gentile Avatar
May 16, 2024 at 10:59 AM
You are so right Valsa, Thank you xxoo
Buhagiar Avatar
May 15, 2024 at 1:23 AM
I still yearn for a sunset on a sandy beach with flatbread, olive oil, tomatoes, capers, sliced olive and cheese plus a chilled white wine preferably Chablis. What a great poem you wrote. You brought me so many beautiful memories.
Gentile Avatar
May 15, 2024 at 4:06 AM
Thank you so much Victor, your memories sound delicious and beautiful!! Happy Wednesday!!
Empress Avatar
May 15, 2024 at 1:18 AM
“ In hues that are married to sunset and wine” what a unique and creative line that is! Brilliant word weaving throughout so well articulated and delivered in the most eloquent manner dear mike. Youv expressed so sincerely giving a poignant touch to your soulful write! Pleasure reading this. Felt this
Gentile Avatar
May 15, 2024 at 4:05 AM
I am so glad that it resonated with you and thank you for the lovely compliment!!
Wolf Avatar
May 14, 2024 at 6:53 PM
The grass is always greener and the skies are always bluer on 'the other side.' Besides which, you can't go back, Mike. DON'T! You'll regret it. ~ Forward March, April, May, June...
Gentile Avatar
May 15, 2024 at 4:04 AM
Yep GW, I know that as well it's tempting but impossible anyway!! Marching on it is!!! Happy Wednesday!!
De Beaulieu Avatar
May 14, 2024 at 11:42 AM
Hello Mike, everyone gets gets homesick. Missing the area they once enjoyed living there. Hoping to return again there one day. Enjoy your Tuiesday xxxx-oooo. Darlene/
De Beaulieu Avatar
May 15, 2024 at 3:48 PM
Hello Mike., you are welcome. xxxx-ooo./Darlene/
Gentile Avatar
May 15, 2024 at 3:59 AM
Thank you so much Darlene xxoo
Cunningham Avatar
May 14, 2024 at 10:38 AM
Quite an emotional write Mike, sometimes we look back on our lives and it sometimes hits us that on occasion we didn't make the right choices . We have to try and forget those mistakes and live for today and beyond. Hope you're keeping well. Tom
Gentile Avatar
May 15, 2024 at 3:59 AM
So right you are Tom! Happy Wednesday!!
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