Short Leaving Home Poems
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life goes on:
on leaving home-
It's all fun and games leaving home,
but the door will always be open
in case you need back in
Crying softly in the
back seat, as I
wait for endless greens
woods
farms, cows
to stop.
It’s easier to grieve them
out of sight.
I've never been to Rome or Nome
Or crawled through a Mayan catacomb.
I might explore
And travel more,
If I could do so without leaving home.
Excitement and joy yet pain
Fearful and so sad yet bliss
A dream to be realised
Boughs bend to the wind
Morning, a grey smudge.
Blurred senses stirring slowly.
Holding your brown case,
You creep down the creaking stairs,
Lift the clacking latch, then leave.
"It's bad,"he said as he looked at the note,
and suddenly I felt a lump in my throat,
"She's gone!" said he,
but all I see,
is the peg that once held her coat.
If you could imagine
All the places you would go
The things you would do
And the people you would see
All without ever leaving home
© Poem – XIX/VI/MMXXIV
LRET
Tend to forget things before leaving home
my brain fog even affecting my poems
just needed some sole
and a duct tape roll
on my head is now some memory foam.
12-14-17
Just wondering if snails ever think of leaving home.
Snails take carrying a mortgage to a new level.
Has anyone ever seen a homeless snail?
John G. Lawless
5/18/2021
Instead of Having To Be Humiliated
Instead of having to be humiliated,
Leaving home and were evacuated;
And all alone,
On our own;
Instead did want enemy devastated.
Jim Horn
She was turning back
The sigh is so deep
And the silence is deafening.
While she's leaving home,
She hates bidding goodbye
But those who love her noticed
The tears in her silent words
streaks across the kitchen
food smears on the floor
mama is a ’n
her scrubbing knees are sore
clean later says grandma
advice from beyond her core
your children grow up quickly
leaving home forevermore
Children leaving home
Starting a life without us
time to turn the page
A fresh coat of paint
brings fresh opportunities
making things brighter
Each stroke of the brush
Unleashes a memory
Tears begin to fall
When Day fades to Night,
Eyes give up their Plight.
Turning in Sweet Sleep;
Then, the Poet Dreams.
Banishing Logic.
Songs in the Dark,
Strolls through the Park.
Rise above Life,
Without a Strife.
Walk Alone.
Flying Free.
Leaving Home.
Give in,
Dreams win.
Soar.
Leaving home for work one day
serenaded by a tuneful jay
Walking down a garden lane
once more came his sweet refrain
Glancing over my right shoulder
my friend was following, ever bolder
His song emblazoned on my mind
the blue jay crooned with voice so kind
That as I opened my workday door
I regretted that he sang no more
255.
Prayer When Leaving Home
Oh God, I am leaving home
To some place I'm going to roam
Be my guard while I am away
My safety & well-being to You I lay
Let my venture be successful
Let my journey be meaningful
Be still with me when I come back
I hope I can bring home a lot of luck!
-02/11/2014
(Dumarao)
*My Prayer Poems Collection
I can't bear to say goodbye, go back to that place,
All the memories moving out, the rooms empty space,
To see it will make me fall to my knees,
Lord, I miss her so much, I can barely breathe,
Inside me, a hurricane that can't tame its wind,
When it touches ground, shaking my foundation within,
To put on a smile and live past the pain,
Is like lying to my heart all over again,
You stood in your bedroom
clutching your Paddington Bear suitcase
With tears in your eyes
you said you’re leaving home
You’d packed your toy cars
and brightly coloured Lego bricks
Don’t forget your favourite bear
I said with a smile
Please don’t leave me son …
It’s not easy being three!
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Sponsored by Laura Loo
3/14/18
Prodigal
The outward story
is of a son leaving home
plunging into the multiplicity
and diversity of living
and finally turning to father
and home..
Reflecting:
The father rises one morning
forgetting his radiance
seeming to become another
a separate son..
Then the remembering
after much searching
for his Home..
Forgetting..Remembering
Forgetting..Remembering:
this prodigal life
as we are..
Drivers pay attention, you need to be more attentive, aware and alert
Distractions are very dangerous resulting in somebody getting hurt
Reckless drivers have drivers, walkers, joggers, and cyclist in a panic
Now leaving home for an drive, jog, walk, or ride can end in a tragic
There's plenty of areas to pull over to handle what can certainly wait
Allowing a distraction while driving can cause you to look up too late.
when you walked out the sky even cried
pouring down over me
as i stood on that lonely piece of road
watching the blur of your taillights
you've just wanted to live your life
and i've held you back
now you're headed to the big town
my little girl's all grown up
going out on her own
leaving me at home to watch you on the tube
singing country and blues
becoming a shining star
making something of a young girl form ohio
It wasn't hard to say goodbye
Until I saw my sister cry
Then so did I
As we drove away.
It wasn't hard to say chaio
To the laugh lines in the brow
Of my Dad who showed me how
As his hug wished me to stay
It wasn't hard to say bonjour
To my mother at the door
As our tears started to pour
In the last hug of the day
It wasn't hard to say adieu
To everything I knew
Looking forward as I flew
To finding my own way.
The elephant packed his trunk
ere leaving home with a load
and looked down his nose before crossing
to see what's on the other side of the road
as the tumbler pigeon
be it ever-so humble
when airborne
was compelled to tumble
and the spinner dolphin
without a care
continued to spin
while in the air
yet not one of them did such antics
to amaze amuse or impress man
but only and simply...
because they can
Clouds of gray encompass the day
Crepe Myrtle blooms abound
Bright Rudbeckia only sun (Leaving home
Petunia's purple crown
Hilltop view of Potato Creek
Also distant mountains
Those being restless man's daydreams (Hilltop at Potato Creek
Looking for a fountain
Curvy the road as climb those hills
Going up going down
Drainage assured water that flows (Mountains to Flint River
To river and ocean fill
I’m sorry Mr. Johnson
The tumor is malignant
There is nothing I can do
In fear I Awoke
Time to go to the Doctor’s
Kenny is Always on time
“I’ll wait for You in the car”
I fear, leaving Home
Your very Quiet Today
This is just a check up, Right?
Chef, it’s just a check up, Right??
I fear the Future
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