Poems by Kelli J. Gavin

The Road Home 

I have walked one too many roads. A few

stray paths have distracted me. Not always

sure where I was going Or why I was called

away Home should be where the heart is But

sometimes my heart would fail A faulty

human with a messy soul At least I thought I

should search Maybe there was something

more Someplace where my mind could rest

Where I wouldn’t feel such constant flux A

place where sleep would come easily But

those roads lead to nothing I wanted

Everything I thought was for me- wasn’t Joy

couldn’t be found down any worn road

Happiness couldn’t be detected on a new path

Rest was absent from any trail my feed tread

Boldness was needed to turn back around To

return to where I had come from I wasn’t

going to accept how I had failed I learned that

acceptance was defeat Finding the strength to

make changes Discovering new ways of

loving life daily The road home seemed to be

a needed journey I realized that I needed to be

elsewhere Only to find that road home i

needed to create a new life Spring is the time

of renewal A time to stay the course and

rediscover That everything I need is already

within reach The road home is the only road

for me

 

Fire Away 

Those words Every Last One

Hurt and scarred Left me

damaged Bruised Broken

Unable to function I found my

armor Where it had been stored

For a time such as this Knowing

it would be needed Knowing

it was needed with you Those

words Every Last One You fire

away Each time Words Assailing Hitting Striking My

armor protects It guards It

deflects Enables me to move on

To walk away To increase my

speed Away From you From

words That assail And hit

Striking hot

I won’t return Never again

Not this time No Fire away

Your words are not needed

Never were Best wishes

You no longer have a target

Fire away

 

Me

Do you really see me? The real me? The

one that loves. The one who aches. Who

burns. Who feels defeated. Even depleted.

Do you? Really see me? The one that

wants you. The one who desires you. Who

smolders. Who desires nothing other than

you. I think not. If you did, that love

would be returned. It never has been

reciprocated. What if you were the one

that loved? That ached and burned. I would

see you. I would really see you. If you felt

defeated and depleted. I would

help rebuild you. I would love you so

deeply. You would always know you were

wanted. Absolutely know you were desired. Please see me the way I would see

you.

 

 

Kelli J Gavin of Carver, Minnesota is a Writer, Blogger and Professional Organizer. Her work can be found with Clarendon House Publishing, The Ugly Writers, Sweatpants & Coffee, Love What Matters, and Southwest Media among others. Kelli’s first two books were released in 2019 (I Regret Nothing and My Name is Zach). She has also co-authored 15 anthology books. Her 3rd and 4th books will be published in 2020 and 2021. Kelli is currently writing a book of fiction short stories.

Her blog can be found at http://www.kellijgavin.blogspot.com .