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A Snapshot of Life

I'd like to go back home again
Wherever that may be,
Where everyone gives respect and joy
Just because I'm me.

I'd like to go back home again
See loved ones day by day,;
So I can visit often;
Maybe even stay.

I'd like to go back home again
But I'm in a bit of a bind,
For the strife of several years has torn
The roots of home from my mind.

I'd like to go back home again
But where would that home be?
Few are left of the loved ones
Who have a care for me.

My bride has gone to another
The children have spread their wings
And most of the people I know
Care most for material things.

I'd like to go back home again
If I had one to call my own
But over the years the bitterness
Has grown and grown and grown.

Maybe I'm doomed to wander along
With never a place to nest
To live in a world of acquaintances
'Till they give me my final rest.

Author notes

I'd rather be there than here. In fact I am now "there"

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  • just mercedes gold member
    August 21, 2008

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    This poem speaks to me of endurance, and I know you endured, and went on to find a place of great happiness.

    I'm glad, though, that you penned this - sometimes we don't remember the depths, and the heights then lose a bit.


    • rbruce gold member
      August 21, 2008
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      You are so astute, the highs of life are higher when you look how low you once were. Thank you for your astute comments


  • Dancing Feather gold member
    August 11, 2008

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    Wonderful poem. I enjoyed reading it. Thank you for the entry. Keep up the great writing. Good Luck.


  • Fallen Hard
    August 1, 2008
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    good

    Love it


    • rbruce gold member
      August 2, 2008
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      Life is not always easy but stick with and you'll come out OK. Thanks for commenting.


  • Brit-Girl
    August 1, 2008

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    Hmmm, this is a nice story-however the rhyme throws off the rhythm and it is very frequently forced which weakens the potency of your message.
    thank you for your entry

    • rbruce gold member
      August 1, 2008
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      I thank you for your comments. I was unaware that I was sending a message, the poem described a low point in my life, that,s all. I thank you for considering my entry into your contest.

      Cheers

      Bob


  • condor gold member
    July 30, 2008

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    Excellent poem. I use to feel like this a lot in years gone by. It's hard when you lose things you care about, and the people you care about, seem in the end, a little shallow. Your poem tells me from what you have written, that you will never lose this sense of care and wisdom. You will grow, your bitterness should falter and leave. A wonderful piece of work which i would dearly love to place on my wall so i can look at it when i feel down. It would pick me up. With your permission.

    • rbruce gold member
      July 30, 2008
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      I am way past being like the poem. I did get myself together and make a life. We all have ups and downs, this period was a down. Thank you for your feedback.


  • Cynewulf
    July 27, 2008

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    I have often felt that you can never return home when you have left. The native never truly returns on any level, particularly metaphorically.

    Where is that country of yesterday? Did it really exist anyway?

    I think it was Proust who said that it wasn't seeing new landscapes with old eyes, but seeing old landscapes with new eyes that was the trick.

    Very thoughtful & beautifully rhymed the poem appears (to me at any extent) to have a meandering gait to its scan that seems to suggest a deliberate pondering & reflection. Excellent contest entry, it's worth 3 of the yellow fellahs!


  • Cannonsfire
    July 24, 2008
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    I often wonder where my home is sigh... C

    • rbruce gold member
      July 24, 2008
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      Home is where the heart is. What could be more simple than that? I am a natural wanderer but have been gifted with the ability to be at home wherever I may be. Having said that doesn't I haven't been in some very sad situations in my life. But, right now, life is good. Won't you join me?

      • Cannonsfire
        July 24, 2008
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        Actually I have someone somewhere waiting, just haven't figured out the ramifications of it all yet but I will!


  • darell
    July 24, 2008

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    My friend..

    this is truly sad. Everyone needs to feel
    wanted and love. its painful to know so
    many live in isolation and depression.
    My only hope for you is that you would
    savor the many fond memories from your
    rich past and learn how to live happily
    in the future by giving of yourself.
    I'm sure you have a wealth of knowledge
    and wisdom to pass on to someone in need
    of guidance. Trust God with your life and
    learn how to love yourself. Life's short

    • rbruce gold member
      July 24, 2008
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      Hello darell, I am no longer in the situation described in this poem. The real sadness is that there are those in our world who are . I have been able to overcome that situation and be a part of the community where I live and enjoy a full and contented life. My involvement with my community is constantly growing and yes, I do have a rich past from which to draw when I am making decisions.
      I thank you for your interesting and supportive comments. I like to write from that rich past.

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