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The Centurion’s Homecoming - Poetry

April 8, 2017

Homer-penned his Odyssey bestowing life, damnation and wanderlust into Ulysses 

Through his many travels, destiny beckoned this warrior home

 

We gather together separately,

alone by design or-conquers command?                                                                                          

 

Solitary winds wail, specters seek shelter

the only thing that separates us is the cold Missouri wind.

We- the forgotten huddle by campfires for one                                                                                   

void of warmth-reflection-peace                                                                                                                 

 

Self- imposed                                                                                                                                        

 life’s sentence   

We roar like Lions yet quiver like quails

Are we both wardens and inmates of our own prisons?

 

Defend your position                                                                                                                              

Bare those burdens 

Disregard the

Scars      

A bruise’s saving grace is that it turns a pleasant pastel yellow before taking its place in the

color wheel or your life

 

Why is it that we curse the shadows while searching through                                                                                        

the ashes of a long ago extinguished fire?                                                                                                                     

I have come to discover, the odyssey like the abyss lay not where you seek them-

but where you find them.

 

This labyrinth of discovery is not the journey’s end   

but a long winter’s torment, a frozen sabbatical                                                                                        with spring on the horizon         

 

along with its prize

 

 Alas, a new beginning.

 

 

gh-3-9-17-   for us all #011                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          

                                                                                                          

 

 

                              

 

                  

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