never a home

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never a home

today i woke up

i knew in my gut

it was like no other day

the sherriff has arrived

the paper

pink in color

notice of eviction

no time to pack

no time for memories

no toys

no picture albums

no furniture

no second chances

 

A boy of 12

my favorite t-shirt

a pair of jeans

my knife

my wallet

the sum of my life

left behind

curbed by cops

thrown away by law

 

town car loaded

father and son

packed to roam

first stop vacant lot

sleep sitting

neck hurting

tap on glass

awakens dream

cops at window

you cant stay here

 

Red face

deep embarassment

dad turns key

one mile turns to ten

from ten to hundred

night comes

parking lot is home again

 

Another night

broken hearted

broken dreams

broken life

 

Sun rises

light profound

words unspoken

destination unknown

breakfast in bed

driving towards

destination unknown

hot sun

sweat builds

desperation

despair

anger

scarred

all multiply

 

Home again

parking lot unknown

town unknown

a man and his son

alone

together

but alone

and never home

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

nadronnoco’s Poems (29)

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who to believe 1
leaves 2
today was grey 0
love 1
apples to oranges 8
strange day 1
one man one woman 0
too many dreams 7
learning slowly 1
broken dreams 0
my fault 0
the legend 1
my cadillac 0
gear head 0
just one game 0
never a home 0
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home is gone 0
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regret 1
un titled 1
the jury 2
the search 1
lies 0
the race 1
the river 1
cycle 1
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