Going Home Poems

Our love was like the afternoon sun, 
that melted those New York City streets.
But you treated me like dried-up grass,
that just crumbled underneath your feet.

I...

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Going back to the old home
Now housed by spiders and dust
Memories scattered from floor to roof
The smell has changed,
And so has the rooms
The place may...

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Waves of knives piercing through the barriers, 
their judgement infecting the defenses built up over time... 
claiming that's what they see, unknowing the backlash it...

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Unlikely Mike
by Michael R. Burch

I married someone else’s fantasy;
she admired me despite my mutilations.

I loved her for her heart’s sake, and for mine.
I hid my...

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Aunt Maise was a decorator, not well known, but fine.
Her attitude was catchy, her enthusiasm crossed a line.
I loved being around her, and remember spending...

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We were getting old, our minds still quite sound
Just one more move before we’re glory bound
We made the decision to look around
For a unique place...

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Date:   May  2051

 Raining morning dawning. Everything is
Best and rest in all Hakim Households.
Hours passed and in Damian's dome
Dolly rose and gently...

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As a kid I had three bunnies,
they were free I paid no moneys.
It was Easter time,
I had won them and they were all mine.
I had...

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Home, was where you went at six pm. for supper,
for lunch when there was no school, and you were out
all morning playing.
Where special breakfasts were...

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When there is nothing.

There is going outside.

I go to the store sometimes during those days.

To go outside to the car.

To go to the car then...

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Where to, old man, with your weary stride
Through the streets where shadows hide? 

Is it to the past you wander now
Or chasing dreams that fled...

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Did you ever stand on stage,
behind the big curtain.
Standing there peeking out from behind the curtain,
watching the audience looking at the stage.
Your knees are shaking,
your...

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From learning the abc’s, to count from 1 to 3 your favorite uncle singing the twelve days of Christmas, the particular line a partridge in...

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An eye for an eye and the whole world goes blind
They become thy home, a home that thou can't even find 
Seems like seamless love,...

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I told the setting sun to wait,
don’t sink yet with the day sedate,
the sky hadn’t splashed all hues ornate
for the curled cloud clumps to collate.

For...

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