I’ve always known,
this day would come
when I’d
turn the page
…it's blank!
no poem to write,
or song to sing
and as I thumb
through pages
of yesterday
revealed-
are many verses
untried, unbound
my heart, my home
no music, no dance
just silence…
how sweet,
how sad
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poetry
A contest entry
- Home by CarolDesjarlais.
1500 points, ended November 25, 2008, 17 entries
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love this one! hahaha..i like where you take the prompt...the first few lines..although for me it will be...as i sit in front of my computer..with AP screen pulled up...entered a quickie..and then realize I got nothing to write! haha! i love this write from you..the ending..sigh..so bittersweet.. the silence of our head as our muse runs away on vacation..how dreadful..peaceful? lol i might get more sleep if i don't have AP 
anyways...this is wonderfully penned..a joy to read
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I absolutely LOVE this poem....there can never be enough ways to write about how home is something more than sticks and stones. I, too, know that creative palce as home, but coudl never had put it the way you have in this poem. Bravo!
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awe this is sad, you sure made a frown here, home is where you post your most sacred possessions, poetry~!!
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Nicely done and a unique take on what would otherwise be a positive image of 'home'. I think sometimes we just need to take a stroll out the front door and stretch our mind a bit.
Paul
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Home is indeed within the heart. Just as this piece professes in free verse poetic form so well.And sometimes,a silenced peace must be found there to allow reflections that will in the future give voice to more poetic written words.It's not blank dormacy ,it's a dip of the quill into the ink well of reflections.
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how sweet
me however I love the blank page
the silence
clean slate
to begin again and then the pages fill
precious thoughts of course well done
God bless you...
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eh, welcome to the club. I struggled for days to write what I have
recently posted. Come sit beside me at the wall and we'll play toe tag
and shoot rubber bands at passersby I really like this, Mally. Love, Lane
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