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Poem: Coming Home

Updated on August 10, 2012
“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.”  ― Maya Angelou
“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” ― Maya Angelou

Coming Home

In the twilight of my years, I’ve come home to write.

A repository of feelings, cleverly blanketed from fright.

I bandy about pouring myself on to white paper,

my poor littered life, a sullied cloud of toxic vapor.

And what of this brazen sojourner who detoured from existence,

has she been punished enough or can she finally seek subsistence?

Every life has its story or so I’ve been told,

so let’s end this much better with a life to behold.

Robin Grosswirth

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    Robin Grosswirth 5 years ago from New York

    Crisp and Shruti, thanks. Glad you enjoyed.

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    shruti sheshadri 5 years ago from Bangalore, India

    Beautiful, great language.. nice message indeed :)

    kudos!

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    CrisSp 5 years ago from Sky Is The Limit Adventure

    "In the twilight of my years, I’ve come home to write."--that is very catchy. Short, sweet and touchy. I love poetry, so I am voting up and beautiful on this.

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    Robin Grosswirth 5 years ago from New York

    Thank you for sharing my work with others. I appreciate your input and accolades.

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    Robin Grosswirth 5 years ago from New York

    Thank you for taking the time to read my work and for the lovely accolades.

    Let's hope we don't have to end life that soon.

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    50 Caliber 5 years ago from Arizona

    Another great poem to give one pause to think upon what we hold untold that needs freed, I see I've been ratted out for spreading the word to welcome you aboard the express. It was on Ghosts place we talked over lifes planes of existence I mentioned before. Voted up across the board,

    Peace and Blessings,

    dusty

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    Ghost32 5 years ago

    My favorite line: "My poor littered life, a sullied cloud of toxic vapor"...awesome.

    Dusty (50 Caliber) was right as he usually is: There's a new poet in Hubtown, and you be she. Besides which, I'd much rather end a life well than start well and wrap things up in the toilet.

    Voted Up and More.