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 Title   [ Click any title below to view poem ]Category Date
 My Home Friends 9/18/2016
 Her Love Gone Bad 4/22/2016
 Metro Insight 8/27/2015
 Lost Friends 7/30/2015
 Blue Ribbons Misc 4/19/2015
 In Touch Misc 4/10/2015
 Candle Misc 2/16/2015
 Stranger Misc 1/31/2015
 Renovation Misc 1/2/2015
 Phoenix Love Gone Bad 9/1/2014
 Black Hole Love Gone Bad 8/6/2014
 Teach Me How To Sleep Insight 7/27/2014
 Talk of the Town Love 7/24/2014
 The Seeing Blind Love 7/22/2014
 Muse Love 7/20/2014
 I See Your Breath The Pain of Love 7/18/2014
 Packaged and Presentable Love Gone Bad 7/17/2014
 Between Dreams and Waking Love 7/16/2014
 Sensuality Misc 7/7/2014
 Lessons in Love Insight 7/5/2014
 Farewell Unrequited Love 7/5/2014
 Bitter Words Love Gone Bad 7/5/2014
 Abstract Art Misc 7/4/2014
 Risk Inspirational Poems 6/28/2014
 I'm A Fool Song Lyrics 6/28/2014
 Frozen Fantasy Unrequited Love 6/27/2014
 Glass Box Love Gone Bad 6/24/2014
 Ice Island Love Gone Bad 6/23/2014
 Little Boat Insight 6/23/2014
 Making It Right Love Gone Bad 6/23/2014
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My Home

I wander this world with a paisley case,
lugging memories from town to town;
I have no little house I can call my own,
and my garden is yet to be grown.
You wander this world with your story on your back,
and you search for the meaning of life
and what lies beyond this tiny blue place,
in the heavens, both seen and unseen.
I am lost in the paths that now lie before
and I cannot see where they lead.
I stumble along; I see far in the distance
the place where transformed are my dreams.
But when in your arms I find my resting place,
and your exotic lips speak to my soul,
I know that in you, my wandering kin,
I have found a place to call my home.

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