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Grandma’s House (day 596)

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It’s those times as the sun is going down
When the blinds have been pulled for the night
And the water stops dripping off the roof
That we remember, and enjoy
Sitting next to Grandma, teaching her computer
And sipping on a new cup of tea
It’s these moments in life that we find peace
We sit down in a chair that is older than I am
And relax to the audible buzz from the furnace
The same furnace that blows cold air

Grandma is getting old these days
Though she still lives alone
Boiling her soups with lots of garlic
And a toaster that pops up four at a time
I remember when she first got that toaster
That sits next to the old high chair
I remembered as I reclined on the ol’ daybed earlier
I also noticed the intricate detail of the eavesdropping
A classical pattern, woven with a jigsaw
Clearly a tasteful choice by grandma

The sun is almost down now
I’ll be leaving soon enough
I can only hope for peace then
As I make the trek northward home

Hugs at the Door (day 569)

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A comfy chair places me at home
Wrinkles that each tell a story
Smile back at me, or
Crease as I sit amongst the pillows

Memories float through the air
Of a time long gone now

It’s funny how we remember things
Like they were just yesterday
Sometimes the memories
Are built into photographs

Slightly raw on the edges
Handled for years

I think the biggest prize
Of all the nooks and crannies
That is found at home
Is in the heart that hugs me at the door

Memory Smells (day 541)

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There’s a certain smell that works
That lingers around indefinitely
Feeling of home: thoughts, memories
It’s nice to be back

Things like this hit you first
Usually when the door opens
Friends used to say mothers cooking
Was the best thing about my house

The old work truck, shiny and blue
Still works. It’s a service truck now
Hauling around gas for the big guys
It’s got that western smell of leather

No matter how much I’d wash
All those shoulder pads and socks
My hockey gear would always end up
With that sweet smell of victory

When I crack a beer, one of my fathers beers
And a little white mist rises out
Only with the glass bottles do I remember
Stealing dad’s beers late at night

But of all my memory smells wafting around
I remember one that’s never returned
When I’d learn guitar in a tiny room
E – A – D – G – B – E ~strum

Winters Walk (day 537)

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Cold winter’s setting in
Nights that bite, winds that snap
And an old dog that’s looking good
With a shiny coat thick and black
Friendly vigor as he rolls around the familiar path

Mismatched mitts, a warm winters tuke
And a scarf that wraps right around twice
M’neck’s nice and warm
My nose’s running fast
While my feet carry me home from a walk

.. Of You (day 475)

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Because of you I have forgotten my home
Because of you I have felt life of another
Because of you I have dreamed
Because of you I have seen the eyes of another
Because of you I have sheltered your heart from my wrath
Because of you I have slaughtered my defense
Because of you I sit back with my tea
Because of you I have written this poem

Streets Of Home (day 474)

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The streets that feel like home
On the other side of the world
Make the days spent afoot
Easy to understand and carefree

Though meanwhile the memories flow forth
When all the days lust has been spent
Beautiful roads that lead in circles
Blow by my random waltz without cause

Hold back you lofty footman
Galloping here and there like that
Do you not see the trail of dust you leave
Scaring the peaceful travelers?

Pad lightly along the streets
They whisper intentions if you listen carefully
Wise in their resolution
Steady in their countenance

Lover… (day 438)

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Lover, come home to me
Let me feel you beside me now
Forget space that has grown
Let night grab us here
And take hold as we dance away

Lover, whisper in my ear
Let sweet sounds heat my breath
Lay me low against the time of night
Push away that cause this
Uncomfortable space between us

Lover, hold my hand a while
As we walk off into the distance
Searching for a sunset
Amongst romantic castles
Stone fences, and cobblestones

Lover, sit with me here
Lets make our backs hurt
Our asses numb
On these cement benches
Staring deep into the horizon

Hometown (day 384)

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A hometown is only a long town
Stressing it’s good side from the other
Running the wheels dry over the lumpy tarmac
Pushing in the memories that keep coming back
Late nights alone hiding in the closet I’ve never owned
Drinking the liquor I’ve never bought
Holding hands with the dog I’ve never walked
And again, it’s lovely to be here

A Bike Ride (day 383)

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The wheels as they lurch spin round and round
Against the hard earth laid down in progress
The path weaves, lights they flicker
The ride home is always this way
The ride home it always reminds me of beautiful

Along the way the road’s in patches
Rough roadwork rears it’s ugly head here and there
Tram tracks unevenly yell at the tires
The cobblestones they tickle the fenders
And the wheels they go round and round

Perhaps it’s the passing cars that pull you along
Legs pumping with jubilant glee
Forever left with a burning inside
Wind in the hair leaves bugs in thou eyes

Home (day 216)

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Home runs deep
Home speaks whispers
It holds your hand
And feeds you when you’re hungry

Home calls your name
It brings you out of the cold
Into the depths of love
Home runs deep

Home doesn’t require gifts
Home brings health
Home shows you with hugs
Everything will be all right

I’m home now
I’m here but I wont stay long
I won’t leave it behind, though
Home runs deep with me