I'M GOING HOME

I'M GOING HOME

 

 This journey I'm on started in a hospital room.

There I am, feeling safe and at peace in my mother's womb.

The room is filled with love, and I know I'm not alone.

As they hold me in their arms, I know . . . I'm going home.

 

It's nobody's fault, but things quickly change.

Mom and I go to the south, and Dad stays the same.

Things have been planted, and things have been sown.

There's a new town, a new place to live, and I'm going home.

 

We spend a little time here and a little time there.

We never lived in one place for more than a year.

We are just looking for a place to belong, a place to call our own.

When we find this place, the traveling stops, and I'm going home.

 

I travel across this land, making friends along the way.

Looking at the countryside passing by leaves me with nothing to say.

New Mexico, Arizona, and Texas jumping from state to state like a cyclone.

When we find that place that I know is ours, I know I'm going home.

After a while, I grew, and Mom found a new guy.

It is time to move again, so Mom, my sister, and I hop on a plane and fly.

There are many places in my life that I have flown.

This is a new place, an Island adventure, but when I leave here, I'm going home.

 

Like in "Around the World in 80 Days" and "The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn,"

All fantasies have a time to start, and it's time for this one to end.

On this journey, there are people I've met and people that I've known.

I've bonded with people all over the world, and now I'm going home.

 

I can see it coming, but there is nothing I can do; I know it is time.

The journey continues, but Mom goes her way, and I go mine.

She found a place where she would never be alone.

When this journey leaves me with nowhere else to roam, Mom, I'm going home.

 

I will always have the ones I've loved and held close to my heart.

But all journeys must end just as they all must start.

The road ends on this journey, and I've turned into a godless gnome.

If anyone should ask after I'm gone, just tell them I've found peace, and I'm going home.

 

STANLEY HENDRIX

6/28/10

 My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available online at WWW.PUBLISHAMERICA.COM, WWW.BOOKSAMILLION.COM, WWW.BARNESANDNOBLE.COM, WWW.AMAZON.COM,and WWW.BORDERS.COM 

SINCE YOU WENT AWAY

SINCE YOU WENT AWAY

I can't hear the music that dances in my ears.

I can't focus on life through all the tears.

I can't see the moon that comes at the end of the day.

I can't hold you in my arms . . . since you went away.

I can't taste the sweetness of the honey from the bees.

I can't feel the breeze that rustles through the leaves.

I can't smell the flowers that bloom in May.

I can't kiss your lips . . . since you went away.

I can't love again; I can't seem to make that leap.

I can't stop thinking about having you to keep.

I can't talk; I just have nothing left to say.

I can't whisper sweet nothings in your ear . . . since you went away.

I can't understand the words written on the wall.

I can't walk without feeling like I'm going to fall.

I can't deal with my life so every day I have to pray.

I can't hold your hand . . . since you went away.

I can't see the rhyme for the reason or the reason for the rhyme.

I can't find the logic for all the things that rattle in my mind.

I can't think about losing you, I wanted you to stay.

I can't run my fingers through your hair . . . since you went away.

I can't breathe, it's like there is no oxygen in the air.

I can't think; I have thoughts that I cannot share.

I can't say those words of love anymore, but there were no clichés.

I can't feel your touch anymore . . . since you went away.

I can't sing; the song has lost its tune.

I can't dream, I will always wake up too soon.

I can't get into the game of love; I just don't want to play.

I can't see your smile . . . since you went away.

I can't drink; it makes my head feel light.

I can't eat, there's food but I can't take a bite.

I can't see the sunset; it has lost its beautiful array.

I can't get past the memories of what we had . . . since you went away.

STANLEY HENDRIX

6/22/10

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available online at WWW.PUBLISHAMERICA.COM, WWW.BOOKSAMILLION.COM, WWW.BARNESANDNOBLE.COM, WWW.AMAZON.COM,and WWW.BORDERS.COM