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This year
I took my vacation back home
Brought myself full circle
Attempting to reconnect
With a time
That was timeless

Problem is
People say home
Is a place
You can never go back to

Because the moment
You leave
It changes
Without you

People go from friends
To acquaintances
Faster than
You can shake the hand
Of a guy
You used to hug

Who knew the fork in the road
Veered so far
To the left
Was it the right choice
Does it matter as much
As it did
Back then

Drugs took over
Like demons
In the night
Poisoning those
You thought
Were impenetrable

They were conned
And swindled
They traded on a ticket
For a trip
That you canít go on

Packing their bags
While you were gone

Claiming it would have been different
If they had known
You were coming back

Upon sadness
Breeds contempt
Where love once lived

How could they change
At what point
Did your goals
Learn to reside
On opposite ends
Of the field

Teams change
The question is
Were they traded
Or were you

You had visions
They shared
Of where life
Was supposed to head

In your thirties
Kids tee ball
And trips to Vegas

We were gonna own
The neighborhood
Instead you sold yourself
To this

I almost changed
My plane flight
Catch a red eye
To reality
In hopes of not making
Any memories

I used to swear
That one day
Iíd come back

Held on to that promise
Like I do my son

Bringing it back
To the way
That it used to be
Calling Peter Pans bluff
And staying kids forever

But the tattoo on my back
Is fading
And that ink
Is the only thing
We still share

I want to remember you
The way you looked in my head
Thirteen and innocent
In disguise
As dirty kids

Racing to make curfew
And plotting life
To weekend

I canít ever come back now
Something tells me
You wouldnít want me to

Iíve done some changing too
I write a whole bunch
And I love my family

I have pipe dreams
Of still coming out
On top

We donít just run in different crowds
We donít even attend
The same events anymore

Instead I choose to pretend
Your still you

A phone call a year
And your none
The wiser

Next year
I wonít lie to myself
Iíll accept
That I can never go home

Iíll pick my vacation carefully
And happily send you
A postcard

Knowing that thatís what it takes
To never
Have to write a poem
Like this

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The following comments are for "This Tattoo Means Friendship..."
by vince

This Tattoo Means Friendship..
Have to say, was the title that drew me, being somewhat covered in tattooed scribble myself. Not what I expected but really glad I stopped by.

"Calling Peter Pans bluff/ And staying kids forever" is my favourite line in this. but I liked most of the poem. It deals with a pretty weighty realisation but it's not over-stated or dramatic, instead it focuses on personal and pertinent details, which makes it work. Some great turns of phrase in here too, but it'd take too long to list them all. An interesting journey from start of poem to finish. look forward to reading more from you.

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: September 17, 2006 )

I love this poem. It has truth and reality and really left you with a resonating feeling.

spread love, now.


( Posted by: Jeff [Member] On: September 17, 2006 )

Facing Up to It
Well done. This is an uncomfortable poem, and asad, poem, and a slightly triumphant poem, all as it should be.

Sometimes it reads a little disjointed, though, and "your" should be "you're". I think you could fix those and bring this from what is, in my humble estimation, an A- to at least an A.

Upon sadness
Breeds contempt
Where love once lived"

I like that pile of emotions. Even the order, visually, makes sense.

( Posted by: Viper9 [Member] On: September 17, 2006 )

Home is where the heart decides to stay
I believe that home is in the arms of the one who will love you forever. I am still searching for home; I know that home is searching for me as well, but I don't know how close it has come...


( Posted by: ArsPoet2789ica [Member] On: September 18, 2006 )

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