Can’t Find My Way Home

Thought I had it all sorted
In my head, exact routes plotted
Yet, I can’t find my way home
Aimlessly, I seem to roam

The worst was over
Never again to be a pushover
Promised myself this
Feelings, I’d dismiss

Only practicality rules the throne
Human still, with flesh and bone
To mere subjects, still listening
Their inputs, only to be crippling

I sure do have the keys
But at these crossroads, I freeze
The endpoint is just happiness and bliss
So many routes, one could be the abyss

So, I can’t find my way home
Paralyzed with the fear syndrome
The consequence of every decision
At this point, weighed to precision

Are my anxieties and fears limiting me?
Preventing me from what could be
If only the past, I could erase
These scars, no longer traced

Maybe, then I’d know 
Which direction to go
All roads could take me home
I’m fed up, like this to roam

So far, with the winds, I’ve blown
But now, I just want to go home
I’ve set my sight on the skies
Only so I don’t look around to realise

What I truly lost
All of me, that it cost
Someone, please just take me home
I no longer want to roam

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The Actual Lyrics to the song that inspired me…

Can’t Find my Way Home – Blind Faith, written by Steve Winwood

Come down off your throne and leave your body alone

Somebody must change

You are the reason I’ve been waiting all these years

Somebody holds the key

Well, I’m near the end and I just ain’t got the time

And I’m wasted and I can’t find my way home

I can’t find my way home

But I can’t find my way home

But I can’t find my way home

But I can’t find my way home

Still I can’t find my way home

And I’ve done nothing wrong

But I can’t find my way home



  1. Oh Dear Lord i Was Just About to Take A Nap
    And Come Back to the Muse of Your Newest
    Poem Roaming Back to Find Home Seeing

    The Energy in The Artistic Expression
    Of Your Joy For Life Ah Yes The

    Precipice of A Poem of

    Despair And The

    Joy of All Ready Being

    In Your Home Song of Your
    Soul Within Dear Rue Capturing

    in Non-Verbal Language of Well Being
    Peace in Art Centering Loving Life Real

    Happy to See You Still Shining And Bringing

    So Many Colors From Below to Above in Your Poetry Free

    Hoping Before You Will Return one Day As You Always Touch A

    Poetic Soul
    to Respond
    With Breaths
    New And Fresh
    Spring Flowers
    Blooming in Winter Days
    With SMiLes Just Free To Be Alive..:)

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    1. Hey Fred, thanks for remembering me…and stopping by to read. It’s been so long since I posted. But this blog is very close to my heart….I try to find a few odd moments some days when I can write my heart out 🙂
      Hope you’re well.

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      1. SMiLes Dear Rue i Could Never Forget You As The Poetry

        You Have Created And Still Create is Such A Treasure Deep

        of A SonG oF YouR SoUL That Has Always Touched

        Mine in Such A Pure

        And Unconditional

        Way of Appreciation

        With SMiLes Yes

        i’ve Tasted Poetic

        Talent All Around the World

        And Yours Is Surely Among the Best

        Coming Deep From WiTHIN YouR

        SPiRiT HeART SouL So Free

        As That is When



        Wings The Most

        As SoUL Sings
        HeART Dances
        SPiRiT Rings to Be Free

        Surely i Will Always Return
        to Be iNSPiRED Verily Whenever
        You Return to Your HeART Felt Blog to Sing…

        Yes i am Doing Well And So Is Katrina And The

        Long Two Year Battle Between The Spouses of

        Whether or Not And What Color And Kind of

        SUV Has Finally Been Settled Out of Court

        Hehe As It’s True i Really Haven’t

        Bought Her


        Anything for
        Gifts For 33 Years Of
        Marriage Coming on “Fat
        (Although She Gets to Buy Her Own)
        Tuesday” February 21st For Anniversary

        So Yes i Guess i Am Kinda Making Up For It
        As my Retirement Full That Was Due Last June 6th
        When i Turned 62 Got Screwed Up With Government

        Mistakes So Now They Owe me All that Back Pay Coming
        And Yes The Government is Gonna Purchase And Pay for

        A Brand New Platinum White Pearl Colored New 2023

        Honda CRV Touring Model With All the Added

        Safety Features And Big Enough For me to

        Get Into And Out of As Katrina Says

        i Am Getting too Big And Strong

        (in Other Words too Old)

        To Hoist my Self
        Out of the Honda
        Civic So Low to the Ground Hehe

        Oh Lord i Sprained my Leg A ‘little’ bit
        Leg Pressing 699 Kilograms 12 Reps Warming
        Up at the Gym as it was one Day Last Night That
        i Guess i Forgot to Pick Up my Cape From the Dry Cleaner Hehe

        True One Day my 111 Kilograms Wasn’t Enough to Press 6 Scale and More

        my Weight Oh Dear Lord i Guess i Am Just Human After All With SMiLes…

        The New SUV is Not coming till The End of February i Sure Wish i Had

        it Tonight to Go To the Store if i Can’t Dance it Will Be the First

        Night in 113 Months i Had a Minor Injury Major Enough to

        Create A Lull in the Public Dance as i’ve Been through

        Too Many Minor
        Ones And Yes
        Major Ones
        to Really


        Die Hard
        Die Hard
        Baby Yes Just
        Die Hard i Am With SMiLes…

        Yet of Course With Intestinal
        Bugs And Covid-19 Twice

        i Had No Choice Yet
        To Take a Break
        From Dance

        Then As Yes
        There Are Other
        Human Limits For Real

        17,844 Miles of Public Dance
        in 113 Months 11.3 MiLLioN
        Words in 113 Months for the
        Ongoing Poetic Saga of “SonG of mY SoUL”

        Yes Dear FRiEnD i Keep Trucking Like an 18 Wheeler

        With Just One Flat Tire Today Still Hobbling on Down the Highway Free…

        With SMiLes As Dancing Toes Become Dancing Fingers on This Digital Piano


        Still as
        Free As
        Ever Ocean Breeze…

        i Hope You Are Enjoying

        Your Best Life Ever With
        SMiLes As You Surely Look
        That Way in Your Lovely Pure Photo of Joy…
        As Katrina Says You’ve Never Looked More Beautiful And Free..:)

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        1. Thanks so much Fred…that’s such an insanely cool compliment. Lots has changed it seems since the dawn of COVID, I guess. You’ll get back to twirling around soon enough I’m sure. Few more days for the new blue CRV…yay. thanks for staying in touch. I have a beautiful family here on WP. It’s lovely to see you here every time I return….makes me smile…btw, Katie has great observation skills… 😉

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          1. SMiLes Dear Rue No Lull in Public Dancing Back in Action
            That Night With the Minor Injury Slower A Bit Yet Still Spiraling

            Free And Hehe the ‘Canyon Blue’ That Honda Offered for the
            New CRV Touring Model Did not Please Katrina in Fact She

            Refused to Even Believe it’s Blue Therefore the Compromise
            of ‘Platinum White Pearl’ Not Quite A Necklace Yet Surely

            More Expensive

            Hehe For an

            Anniversary Present
            Sponsored By my Full
            Retirement Plus Back Pay
            For the Government’s Almost Year Mistake in Pay…

            Again So Nice to See You Back on Word Press With SMiLes..:)


    1. Hey Tim, I’m doing great. Life seems good now, just hectic though. Had to evaluate a lot of things and make a lot of changes. But, it’s been crazy busy…gotten all corporate. Barely get time to maintain this blog as much as I yearn to. What about you…how are things at your end?

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