To Find a Soul

without a heaven

To Find a Soul

I was painted in March
greens, yellows followed the gig,
I was suppose to land in April
but heaven was crowded and fat.
I'm near Dad's tree when I landed
near stupid janitor land
His poverty of soul and money
made his way into my land.
I lost one soul at home & catholic school
Another loss happened in Vietnam
Then I lost another when home
Now I've been writing for years
just to find a soul.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Finally home........two dogs, my fictional friend Herr Mahjor and a stirring poet named Jacob as a friend.

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

deep, insightful write....a soul looking for a home...somewhere along the line, the home we had moves without notifying us.

[Alfred Kukitz]

Hey Latifa! Nice to see you. I like the comedy of the piece which started and ended the poem.

Happy Holiday Sweetie!

regards,
al

[Latifa]

such a touching piece alfred, I've enjoyed the opening lines a lot !