BrooksLooks @ Home is Where You Are

HOME IS WHERE YOU ARE

home was where my parents were
not exactly a home on the range
the range was where dinner was made
when eating out was rather strange

home since then has moved about
from dorm to apartment to room
it didn’t seem to matter back then
until life began to bloom

apartment life was a passing phase
before jobs and moving and ‘homes’
after those pesky ‘overdraft’ days
before mortgages, bills, and loans

a career would bring us hither and yon
to one house after another–oh my!
we lived in places we’d never dream up
a place or two we should have passed by…

years went by and Mother moved
retiring south for the winter
her home is in Carolina now
we are sadly seldom together

home passed long ago from mom to spouse
you know how wild life is
houses sometimes resembled homes
but home is where ever my wife is

our latest house is not quite home
but to me it’s crystal clear
my home is with you–it will always be so
whatever the place, whatever the year

time’s gone by and things sure change
never my place with you
now that we’ve lived on the open range
and eating out’s a lot less strange

my home is you

© COPYRIGHT 2014 Brooks Bradbury ǀ BROOKS LOOKS

BrooksLooks@ Crumbling

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Crumbling
sermons unheard
the unspoken good word
a song unsung
lessons unlearned
in an inhospitable place
where manners don’t matter
to an inhuman race
cruelty seeps
onto the world’s bloody streets
gunfire and grief
beyond our belief
shots fired
our frayed nerves hot-wired
dignity’s bridges burned
simple kindness spurned
if civility is lost
was compassion the cost?
beneath uneasy skies
too many why’s
morality decried
a teacher defied
a pastor sighs
and the poet cries

© Copyright 2014 Brooks Bradbury | BROOKS LOOKS

BrooksLooks @ Native Son

NATIVE SON
Brooks Bradbury 
16 NOVEMBER 2013
 
THE GENERATION AFTER THE GREATEST ONE
GREW UP PROUD AS NATIVE SONS
HEIRS TO THEIR NEW BRAVE WORLD
THEY RAISED THEIR FLAG NEW LIVES UNFURLED 
 
FRESH CHALLENGES AND FUTURE SHOCK
NUCLEAR TICKS OF A DOOMSDAY CLOCK
ALWAYS MINDFUL OF THE PRICE THEY PAID
GRATEFUL FOR THE PATH THEY MADE

PERPLEXED AT TODAY'S REALITY 
AND TEAR-IT-DOWN MENTALITY
PERHAPS THE GREATEST NOW REGRET 
WHAT THEY'VE GIVEN AND WHAT THEY'VE DONE
AND THE FEELINGS FELT BY NATIVE SONS 
 
LEAVING NOW AS CHILDREN NURSING HALLS FILL 
NATIVE SONS CARRY ON THEIR CHERISHED HIGH IDEALS
PRECIOUS FEW UPHOLDING WELL-LEARNED VALUES STILL
THESE ARE THE DAYS OF NATIVE SONS
OF A WELL-EARNED FUTURE THANKFULLY SOUGHT
WHY DOES IT SEEM THE GREATEST ONES
REGRET WHAT THEY HAVE WROUGHT 
 
GROWING UP SOME NORMAL KID 
WE THOUGHT WE DID AS NEIGHBORS DID
HALLOWED GROUND AND VALUES DEAR
WE'VE COME SO FAR AND AS I LOOK AROUND
WHY AM I THE STRANGER HERE? 
 
A PACHYDERM PARTY A HERD OF RED ASSES 
VIGILANT GUARDIANS OF A NARROWING VIEW 
NATIVE SONS SHOCKED AT WHAT NOW PASSES
FROM THE GENERATION THAT 'GOT IT DONE'
FINAL TANTRUMS BEFORE THEY'RE GONE  
ANGER AT CHANGE AND VEILED ATTACKS
RACISM CONTINUES AND CIVILITY LACKS
 
HE HAS ENDURED THE AGE'S GREATEST CHANGES 
AND SAVORED EVERY GIFT
FROM THE GENERATION BEFORE HIM 
OLD MINDS ARE NEGATIVE AND STIFF
WHERE EVER HAS 'WHAT'S RIGHT' GONE?  
NATIVE SONS PONDERS THIS
IT SEEMS THE GREAT GENERATION 
REJECTS WHAT THEY HAVE DONE 
LEAVING NOW THEIR NATIVE SON 
TO PONDER HOW HE'S BECOME 
A STRANGER ON THE RUN 

© 2013 Brooks Bradbury / Innspired Hospitality