Open Poetry #33 |
The Road That Takes Me Home |
Kevo Member
since 2004-06-02
Posts 466Navarro County, Texas, USA |
The Road That Takes Me Home Although this mile behind does much to secure no less insecurities, I shall not fall upon this road that takes me home. Nor shall I ever sleep upon the wanting shoulder or discount my humble beginning so many unforsaken miles behind my principled steps. I find that the sun burns, at times. My brow now branded by time, the mark of love's vagabond ever wandering this road resolutely in search of you ...and purposefully for you. This arid wind, bitter at times, yet no less sweet, laps at weathered cheeks salted in regret at words sometimes thrown carelessly over my shoulder. Yet, your grace carves my path effortlessly through these intrepid airs, and turns them favorably to carry me ever closer to dreams that do come true. I have called for you. I have cried for you. I have smiled my greatest smile for you while stumbling through miles of lampless, haunting nights. ...all for the gleaming promise of undying love that shall never abandon, nor forsake these miles behind me. as unworthy memories. And, as surely as I have walked these precious years away I have pondered, "What desperate place shall find these miles past and how shall I ever return to them?" Now, in age I know my love, Beyond lampless nights and the golden hues of our sweetest dawns that these miles have not been lost. But, live well in the eyes that conspire to secure me, the precious touch that endeavors to hold me, the sweetest smile that dares to invite me, and the tender heart that seeks to know me. My light, my love, my wife for whom I walk, and of whom I speak... I celebrate you, I celebrate these miles I celebrate the lampless nights and coming dawn of you. If ever I walk a road again Lord, by your eternal grace, let me be turned upon this one to collect the miles I left behind as all worthy memories, Working my way back effortlessly through the years, the miles, and the trials of lampless nights. Over the hills and beyond the dawns, savoring every step. Smiling my greatest smile for you ...and for her having known, by and by, that this road I travel is the road that takes me home. Copyright, Kevin V. Reese, 2004 |
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kaile
since 2000-02-06
Posts 5146singapore |
a touching and romantic tribute to your wife, me enjoyed |
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EvocativeVerse2 Senior Member
since 2003-09-10
Posts 1279 |
Hi Kevin. Love this poem. Two thumbs up! Remember, if you're not part of the future, you're history! |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Very, very nice - and I mean that in a WOW sort of way. Susan Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
oh Kevin....wow...this is just gorgeous |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Kevin: This is superb! TD |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Kevin~ I am stunned by the beauty of thought in this piece~ The ALL OF IT ... complete~ 'If ever I walk a road again Lord, by your eternal grace, let me be turned upon this one to collect the miles I left behind as all worthy memories, Working my way back effortlessly through the years, the miles, and the trials of lampless nights. Over the hills and beyond the dawns, savoring every step.' in admiration~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Kevin A touching and tender love story....beautifully done! |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Now, in age I know my love, Beyond lampless nights and the golden hues of our sweetest dawns that these miles have not been lost. -------------------------- That verse alone has more wisdom in it than some ever find. It's not that it isn't there for them to find but many simply don't learn it. The fact that you preceded that verse by a question that all of us (in our own way) at one time or another end up asking leads to it wonderfully. -------------------------- If ever I walk a road again Lord, by your eternal grace, let me be turned upon this one to collect the miles I left behind as all worthy memories, Working my way back effortlessly through the years, the miles, and the trials of lampless nights. Over the hills and beyond the dawns, savoring every step. Smiling my greatest smile for you ...and for her having known, by and by, that this road I travel is the road that takes me home. ----------------------- These confirm the realization and if one lives a life such as this and finds that answer, then in my book, it is a life that has been worth living. Excellent write and I very much enjoyed. I am sure your wife is very proud of this piece and the heart that wrote it. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I loved the musical quality of this--do you play? Truly lyrical my friend. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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Kevo Member
since 2004-06-02
Posts 466Navarro County, Texas, USA |
I must say that the most impressive attribute to these pages is the encouragement one gets from sharing his messages/thoughts/values, etc. They are never judged, only encouraged to share more, supported, and inspired to believe, grow, and pass it all on. What kind words found there way to the very core of my being tonight as I read these heartfelt replies. My most sincere appreciation and humble bow extends to all of you that read and replied. And, yes she loved it. My manuscript is loaded with poems I have written for her (maybe a full 1/3 or so). Someday when it is published, perhaps she will see in herself everything that I see. Warm wishes to all tonight, Kevin |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
"If ever I walk a road again Lord, by your eternal grace, let me be turned upon this one to collect the miles I left behind as all worthy memories," And home....yes |
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EvocativeVerse2 Senior Member
since 2003-09-10
Posts 1279 |
Hello dear friend. Tonight I found myself in need for your words. Alas though this was the newest piece I could fine. Though having read this it is worthy of another go-around. I remember in your last reply to my poem that you mentioned the ability to write with an eloquence which is denied thee in daily language. Yes, I too know this devil. When I speak with uncontrolled thought it's as if I become someone else. Once in high school mine English teacher did not believe I had written an essay. They made me prove the words were not plagerized. I can still remember that day as if 25 years have not passed since then. I pulled from within the bundle of books I was carrying a red note-book filled with poetry I had written. For 15 minutes they sat there reading...not saying a word. After a while they handed it back and said the 100% I had gotten on the essay was indeed deserved. Your work Kevin reminds me of mine own. The genius is truly evident. It seems we are two sides of the same coin...but that is fine by me. It makes me glad there there are people like me who through their joy for words have also embraced poetry as a way of life. Bravo my friend...and I want to see something new posted here from thee post haste. Remember, if you're not part of the future, you're history! |
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