January Home Poems

Letting up
provides 
the tightest 
grip  

Creating
space for
credence
to stick

Room
to wander
room
to grow

Space
when sacred
truth
— to know

(Deamsleep: January, 2024)

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There is a place that doesn't go to sleep,
From dawn to dusk, 
Nothing changes,
Desire is on the run.

There is a place where ambition and rivalry...

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Perched in the golden glow,
It hadn’t come down that low,
It was a small town,
Painted with varying shades of brown.

The commuters looked up in surprise,
They hadn’t...

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The Scent of summer on my skin 
golden hues of remembrances
The rushing river moves quietly 
into the hours of the day 
Autumn steams by in...

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The day after the mutiny incident:
DJ again pitched his idea. 
He gathered the Older children 
Again, "Okay everybody we have
To make up to Dad Ma...

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I was off for my vacation. After a long flight and drive, I reached my cozy apartment. Stars like diamonds filled the cold January night....

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From a tangled home life, a rocky start.
I ran  breathless, and met sunshining days,
friends who will live forever in my heart,
moments to treasure in...

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city of increasing fervor 
heavy with sealed glass windows
in vaulted towers
sky-high protection 
from the steady spew of cars
urban sidewalks in the
private grayness of fall
where sparrows...

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A hill to climb, a path to follow
Upward, toward a sky so hollow
With small pumps, my admiration doth grow
As I rap my global flow.

No trudging...

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let's create our own corner of heaven
where you and i will feel at home
away from noise and chaos
we'll sip wine and tell our stories
one-on-one in...

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*VIDEO of San Francisco by Scott McKenzie, Cheers to Tony Bennett.

City of Hearts and Home by the Bay

Day star's mist yields to its grip of...

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  Where sets the sun again
far from the din of Port of Spain
  shadows fall on the plain.
And on that plain over I...

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I was born the eighth among nine siblings .One sister Gladyss Darlene ,seven years older ,died after five days from a condition she would have...

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Home, all alone
On a snowy January day
My frozen driveway
Exceptionally cold,
Bitter cold, I’d say,
On this foul Friday
Understandably gloomy, 
Never so lonely now …
Disappointing, anyhow! 

written January...

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Because of the end of January’s snowy days,
While roads are still covered with an icy glaze,
It’s a bit easier to handle this quarantine
The most frustrating...

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