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21. humanity
22. Quest For the Holy Grail
23. the repetition
24. dear stranger
25. reflection
26. the sun and the moon
27. on this lonesome trail
28. demons
29. white roses
30. in littleville
31. madman in the moon
32. the walls speak
33. the day the world ended
34. long dark hallway
35. even the earth dies
36. oblivion of time
37. the eyes of time
38. séance
39. strange days are coming!
40. school days gone by/screams of the innocent
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22. Quest For the Holy Grail
23. the repetition
24. dear stranger
25. reflection
26. the sun and the moon
27. on this lonesome trail
28. demons
29. white roses
30. in littleville
31. madman in the moon
32. the walls speak
33. the day the world ended
34. long dark hallway
35. even the earth dies
36. oblivion of time
37. the eyes of time
38. séance
39. strange days are coming!
40. school days gone by/screams of the innocent
Pages: « First 1 2 3 Last »
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the journey home and other poems Poetry by Thomas Perdue |
In the summer of 2009, my uncle died. It was the first time in my life that I lost someone truly close to me. It was a couple of months before I turned 22. I suppose I was fortunate to have not experienced that pain in my life up to that point. He was like a second father to me, the brother of my dad. I’ll never forget the feeling I had when I found out, as I stood there and reality sunk in fully, staring at the door, wanting for him to walk through it once more. He had been gone for a week before anyone found out, which made the pain even worse. I began work on what became "the journey home" shortly after those events. I spent more time on it than any other written work. In many ways, it was inspired by what I was going through, though, with no direct references to my uncle. A little over a year later, I left my family and the whole area I grew up in, everything and everyone I’d ever known, to pursue a new life in Florida. Starting with "the journey home", this is a collection of poetry spanning that time in my life, a time when I was discovering who I was, and what I was going to do. I suppose, in many ways, it has been a journey "home", discovering what "home" really means and where my niche truly lies in life. And the journey continues...