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Be Home Soon

07 Oct

 

The rain falls,

drops like tears

on the glass.

The light fades,

yields to a night

without stars.

 

You will be home soon

 

The air cools,

makes the house shift,

creak and moan.

An owl hoots

somewhere near.

A wild sound.

 

You will be home soon.

 

The clock ticks,

marking time

in endless seconds.

The day breaks,

grey and empty.

The rain still falls.

 

Please come home soon.

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Copyright the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Photo stolen from smokedval

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This poem was written many years ago for someone whose lover did not come home that night. They never came home again.

 
17 Comments

Posted by on October 7, 2012 in Poetry

 

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17 responses to “Be Home Soon

  1. mlbk7

    October 7, 2012 at 10:55 pm

    So sweet it is, when one yearns and tenderly waits for thee. M

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    • Romantic Dominant

      October 8, 2012 at 9:31 pm

      Waiting is a painful thing

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      • Evelyn

        October 9, 2012 at 7:09 pm

        “the waiting is the hardest part…”

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  2. Maggie Carpenter

    October 8, 2012 at 4:22 am

    To miss and to be missed is to know you are loved.

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    • Romantic Dominant

      October 8, 2012 at 9:33 pm

      One imagines.

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  3. Elizabeth

    October 8, 2012 at 5:22 pm

    Achingly beautiful.

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    • Romantic Dominant

      October 8, 2012 at 9:33 pm

      Thank you

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  4. April

    January 9, 2014 at 7:00 pm

    I read this last night and wept as well.

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    • Romantic Dominant

      January 9, 2014 at 8:23 pm

      I feel responsible for evoking such emotions. I would kiss away the tears, taste warm salt, brush your lips.

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      • April

        January 10, 2014 at 3:53 pm

        Thank you for the lovely words, concern, all is well. Occasionally sentimentality tumults me. But, I always steady myself. Imagination and sentimentality are muses for me, and sometimes they get the better of me.

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  5. April

    January 10, 2014 at 5:45 pm

    A great quote from the Paris review: “I’m as interested by what sex can’t give you as by what it can. I don’t see lust as a dumbing-down process.”- — Dennis Cooper. I haven’t read the full interview yet, and therefore don’t know the context, I am working my way through many…and staying up too late reading in the process. I think if we are honest with ourselves, those two things are the downfall of many, as well as proximity. And what is “downfall” anyway…feeling too much, losing control, losing others, losing face. I wonder about these things. I think you caught me at an introspective and verbose moment. Sorry for the long, jumbled, reply.

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    • Romantic Dominant

      January 10, 2014 at 6:30 pm

      Downfall is the wrong word. It is too strong a word. I used it over dramatically. No. Beauty and lust are my distraction. I never lose control. There is always the risk of losing others. Yet I take it.

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  6. April

    January 10, 2014 at 7:01 pm

    Yes, of course. Distraction is perhaps a better word. Then again, if you risk losing others maybe distraction carries too little weight. Just pondering. Sometimes I think I will always have more questions than answers. A favorite quote by Ellie Wiesel, “I define myself more by my questions than my answers. Because answers come and go, but questions remain.” See…verbose…sorry to keep you.

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  7. April

    January 10, 2014 at 7:17 pm

    Ha! Flattery. And now that I think of it “kept” is probably not a word you would use for yourself either. P.S. Glad to see you back on Twitter. To spite myself, I look forward to your thoughts, as do many I am sure.

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    • Romantic Dominant

      January 10, 2014 at 7:20 pm

      Truth disguised as flattery.
      Thank you.
      I will take a perverse pleasure in you reading my words on Twitter to spite yourself.

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