"homebase" poems - Hello Poetry

You came and went again today even quicker than last time... front door carelessly swinging on its rusty hinges behind you & porch creaking under your feet as you ran down its tired steps; the baby blue paint chips falling to their deaths from the railings to your sleeping front yard. No one around here can vividly recall the last time they looked into your eyes. No one around here can vividly recall the way your voice sounds in the middle of the night. You are the start of an engine. You are the gravel that rolls beneath your tires & perhaps sometimes even a passing smile. I don't question your desire to go and go and go. I just hope that where ever you travel you're offered more than old graffitied stop signs and broken windows & maybe one day you can show me which exit to take out of this lazy place.

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Jul 23, 2013

Jul 23, 2013 at 9:53 AM UTC

Unsentimental

Tale of the Blacksheep's Homebase

You came and went again today even quicker than last time... front door carelessly swinging on its rusty hinges behind you & porch creaking under your feet as you ran down its tired steps; the baby blue paint chips falling to their deaths from the railings to your sleeping front yard. No one around here can vividly recall the last time they looked into your eyes. No one around here can vividly recall the way your voice sounds in the middle of the night. You are the start of an engine. You are the gravel that rolls beneath your tires & perhaps sometimes even a passing smile. I don't question your desire to go and go and go. I just hope that where ever you travel you're offered more than old graffitied stop signs and broken windows & maybe one day you can show me which exit to take out of this lazy place.

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Referees mismanage oversight incorrect calls lower credibility faith in justice dissolves into the ice agency is taken into padded hands vigilantes slash and spear. Hip check leads to cross check leads to fist check malignant hostility boils over leather armor is removed interphalangeal joints meet mandible type O negative paints a jersey haymakers take bizarre trajectories to avoid helmets and visors the face is homebase to ingrain pain. Violence subverts gamesmanship players must be taken off ice to be put on ice otherwise brawls become overabundant and destroy the integrity of the sport yet each transfer of agony is euphorically satisfying —considering the context— so fist fairs continue for the foreseeable future we organize an impenetrable perimeter once we've acclimated to penalty kills.

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Jan 11, 2021

Jan 11, 2021 at 4:01 PM UTC

andrew-rueter

Hockey Fights

Referees mismanage oversight incorrect calls lower credibility faith in justice dissolves into the ice agency is taken into padded hands vigilantes slash and spear. Hip check leads to cross check leads to fist check malignant hostility boils over leather armor is removed interphalangeal joints meet mandible type O negative paints a jersey haymakers take bizarre trajectories to avoid helmets and visors the face is homebase to ingrain pain. Violence subverts gamesmanship players must be taken off ice to be put on ice otherwise brawls become overabundant and destroy the integrity of the sport yet each transfer of agony is euphorically satisfying —considering the context— so fist fairs continue for the foreseeable future we organize an impenetrable perimeter once we've acclimated to penalty kills.

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I miss the honey that dripped from the words you spoke so few they were all different tastes of raspberry and lavender Each kiss was like an array of samples from a farmer's market Although you were as graceful as a goose on rollerskates you were a place that I could let my feelings loose Homebase in a giant game of tag You were wi-fi that never once lagged I'd lay down and call you boring shape my nails using the skin from your back Waste time in a digital daze while you'd spark up that pipe and get blazed

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Jun 23, 2014

Jun 23, 2014 at 11:35 PM UTC

z-atari

honey

I miss the honey that dripped from the words you spoke so few they were all different tastes of raspberry and lavender Each kiss was like an array of samples from a farmer's market Although you were as graceful as a goose on rollerskates you were a place that I could let my feelings loose Homebase in a giant game of tag You were wi-fi that never once lagged I'd lay down and call you boring shape my nails using the skin from your back Waste time in a digital daze while you'd spark up that pipe and get blazed

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I've never watched the fireworks from anywhere but my homebase although year after year I know I'm always in a different place (and I hope you are, too) glb

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Dec 31, 2016

Dec 31, 2016 at 6:32 AM UTC

gillian-borromeo

Year Changes

I've never watched the fireworks from anywhere but my homebase although year after year I know I'm always in a different place (and I hope you are, too) glb

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