A Better Place Called HomeA Poem by PeteIf you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them. - Thoreaucaught in a headache of a twister with crystal balls and monkey wings faith, flesh and a few other escoteric things traveling lightlymy footprints barely discernable they lay their snares on faux, yellow brick roads maintained by munchkins seeking to condemn creating sheer and utter mayhem swallowing their own phlegm not realizing that i'm not like them picking flowers for the stem as i click the heels of worn-out, ruby slippers so i can get back home to auntie Em a place with heart, brains and courage forgetting them and their phony, tarnished diadem © 2024 PeteAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on June 3, 2024 Last Updated on June 4, 2024 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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