Some Say They Like My Poetry.....

Some say they like my poetry. I guess I have never really thought of it as anything less then just words. I began writing them about 15 years ago. It seems I write for a bit then the urge is gone. It is rather weird.

I was thinking somewhere up in my mind,

It is a place I don't much travel

I seem to be on my way there more and more times,

Yet I always seem to lose my way

I find myself another day,

Going again in that same direction

Oh, that's right my keys are on the table,

Off to work I go in a flash

The dinner bell rings at half past eight,

My stomach growls as I anticipate

Thinking somewhere up in my mind,

I bet my dinner is all but ready

In the refrigerator back home

It's time to go rings out the last buzzer,

Jump in the car, come on let's go

Almost home,

Gas gauge is blinking

Only two more blocks till smooth sailing

Into the drive and turn off the key,

Up the stairs to find you asleep

Thinking somewhere up in my mind,

What a day this has been

Wanting only to be right here again,

There's no map needed,

No directions to keep

Open arms reach out,

With a come here baby

Within his arms a gentle hand,

brushes through my hair

I hear him say,

Pobrecita mi hija, venga se mi hija

Thinking somewhere up in my mind,

I don't need to travel there

For looking in his eyes,

All I need is here

Written by Dawner 2-27-07