Britney Hogue Poems

The salty ocean air
And the crashing white caps
Of the wide open beach serenity
In my wildest fantasies
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The warming sunshine on my back
And a light breeze blowing my gold hair
I sit on a bridge over a cool crystal stream
My feet explore the shiny rocks below
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Why have things become like this
So many watery, painful tears
And blackened, sad hearts
In the youngest of souls
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Walking home from the job I keep,
In this downtown city we call civilized,
I feel as if I’m the only one with eyes,
Unobstructed so to see the truth of matters.
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And look at you, standing there
Looking like your better than me
Yea you have looks and money
But what does that help
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There’s an image of you
That I cannot remove
From my memories imagery
It's so serene, so beautiful
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Coming home after a long leave
Is always comforting.
It’s funny how a home is a home,
And not just a house or building.
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She sits in a small bedroom
On the edge of the bed
Every illuminating light of hope
Has long burned out
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A beautiful new spring day
The grass, new tender and green
The trees, sprouting new leaves
A small rose vine climes a tree
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This was all such vanity,
Without the slightest purpose,
Without a half decent reason.
Like so many others seen today,
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