Monday, March 22, 2010

Finding Home


somber day has come
reaching the height of potential
looking out to the vast spans
of an hour glass, run dry
seconds, minutes, hours and days
dissipated, sucked away
mounting the last heap of hope
looking down upon the mountain’s scope
knowing
the only way down…
a leap
into the stomach of fate,
limits spent
boundaries surpassed
humbled, you find your way…
Home.

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25 comments:

  1. MichaelMarch 22, 2010 at 8:45 PM

    I loved that so much. You have no idea. You're an amazing talent. Amazing.

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  2. Brian MillerMarch 22, 2010 at 9:02 PM

    smiles. wonderful verse...leap!

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  3. BernieMarch 22, 2010 at 10:15 PM

    The unknown can be scary which will require a leap of faith if one is to move forward. Again another thought provoking poem, you have such a gift my young friend......:-) Hugs

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  4. Warren BaldwinMarch 22, 2010 at 11:40 PM

    I like that the journey, by choice or fate, leads home.

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  5. HariniMarch 23, 2010 at 12:31 AM

    loved it :)!!!

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  6. MargieMarch 23, 2010 at 12:45 AM

    Loved this kay!
    Love how you write!

    Margie :)

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  7. Laura~Pretty PixMarch 23, 2010 at 2:29 AM

    Brilliant and beautiful!

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  8. izuanMarch 23, 2010 at 3:30 AM

    teach me! :)

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  9. Beyond HorizonMarch 23, 2010 at 3:39 AM

    Ah.....its so awesome.......ur words hve magic in dem.....and d pic has made dem more powerful :)

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  10. PaulaMarch 23, 2010 at 4:16 AM

    I loved reading this on this morning. Now even more humbled on my way home.

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  11. Bhavesh ChhatbarMarch 23, 2010 at 5:29 AM

    I like the title of your blog, and your framing with the words.

    Wednesday Wallpaper - Abandoned House in Greenery

     

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  12. Anthony DuceMarch 23, 2010 at 8:22 AM

    Good words, connecting with my day. Thank you

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  13. FireblossomMarch 23, 2010 at 9:17 AM

    Oh, those leaps.

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  14. AnonymousMarch 23, 2010 at 9:59 AM

    good one

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  15. DorisMarch 23, 2010 at 10:20 AM

    :)

    exactly,
    like my journey to my soul.

    Kay,
    I love insight and wisdom of your poetry.

    Thanks

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  16. glnrozMarch 23, 2010 at 10:40 AM

    Each day you have something so different but yet they all share a common thing,,great...

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  17. Glynis Peters March 23, 2010 at 11:33 AM

    It is good when we find our way 'home' to our comfort zone. The place we feel safe, comfortable and unchallenged in life.

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  18. Wine and WordsMarch 23, 2010 at 1:22 PM

    "a leap into the stomach of fate"...and how mine growls, still unable to decide if it wishes food, or rather to speak of it's emptiness.

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  19. Dulçe ♥March 23, 2010 at 3:28 PM

    It's great the way you go through to eventually get home
    LOVE IT!
    :)

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  20. The Write GirlMarch 23, 2010 at 11:00 PM

    Beautiful! May we always find our way home. Beautifully written.

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  21. bardMarch 24, 2010 at 2:40 AM

    Very nice! I love the way you capitalize "home".

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  22. Dave KingMarch 24, 2010 at 8:03 AM

    Still keeping the standard we have come to expect - although I stumbled a little at "the stomach of fate". (Hair splitting. Sorry)

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  23. FareedMarch 24, 2010 at 10:13 AM

    Real, caustic and deranged. A veneer of sorrow overall.

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  24. UnknownMarch 24, 2010 at 1:16 PM

    Nice one...:)
    'Home' is wat the need is..:)

    Cheers

    Nuts

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  25. JosephineMarch 26, 2010 at 2:37 AM

    What a relief at the end...
    Beautifully written!!

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