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Love Poems About Hometown or Hometown Love Poems
by CayCay Jennings |
Categories: character, emotions, feelings, heart, identity, introspection, journey,

Intuitive Authentic

Intuitive
with a friendly, caring nature, I am imaginative and spiritual.
I share my home nest with my older brother, adult son and soulmate.
I love antiques, dancing and spontaneous adventures on ATVs. 
I feel sorrow for humanity, but gratitude and love are my home emotions.
I fear ignorance, the medical community and for my son's life after I pass.
I would rejoice to see brotherhood lived in global peace and equality.
Resident brat of all in the U.S. Army world, I lack a hometown.
Authentic






February 3, 2019
Writing Challenge 2, Bio Form
Dear Heart


by Naji Almurisi |
Categories: girlfriend, love, romance, romantic, love,

Before sundown


 When the wind kisses the green lawn
And the trees dance like pretty fawn

When the love flirts with the hate
And the soul listens to the heart's beat

I saw her before sundown
Her hair between blond and brown

Her name is Kate
I've never seen her of late

Honey please calm down! 
Our love still is between verb and noun

And this is love's gate
Which behind it our fate

Let us go to hometown
Before sundown

To begin our first love date
When the love overcomes the hate 

by Christa Brown |
Categories: urban

Gary, Indiana

Gary, Indiana is the town where I grew up
Aftermath of gang battles designed our streets
Rage, rap, and rivalry were the three R’s that we learned at school
Yet, this was my hometown, the town where I grew up

In the town where I grew up
Non-violence was considered a thing of the past
Drug dealers and female callers assembled at each corner as men back when 
gathered to march
In the town where I grew up
Adolescents were just first round picks for growing gangs
Neighborly love and peace was out of the question
Accidents and incidents were a regular occurrence in this town yet nevertheless this 
was my town, the town where I grew up   

by Misty Hoot |
Categories: family, funny, hope, natural disasters, inspirational, love, people, uplifting,

GO Saints!

Your team catches the ball, runs the ball, and sometimes get a touchdown.
This team of black and gold brought the joy and pride back to their hometown.

You make us proud to call you our own.
Your team spirit you've realy shown.

I stand in the crowd as they scream so proud.
Go Saints!
Fans faces are covered in gold and black face paints.

You beat the enemy.
So far you' ve won all three.

I can't wait for your next game!
You'll put the other team to shame.

If you ask us how we feel about our team we have no complaints.
All we have to say is GOOOOOOOOOO Saints!


by Charles Melody Lightning Ink |
Categories: peace

Karachi Girl

I saw a girl,a fair beauty,
Whose sunny brightness 
Impressed my eyes.
I thought i was confused,
No!i have to be composed.

"Hello,eyes desire?"my
Words were in slow motion.
"Hello,strange comer,"her
 Words were even slower... 
She must be without palaver.

My notion got unleashed, 
Truly and carefully,
Convincing her like never before.
A melodious subtle laughter followed,
Like something from my guitar,
Making her display her verdicts. 

She is the karachi girl,
Hometown in pakistan,grand daughter 
Of a goldmine,in love with me,
A penny boy for nature 
And affection's sake.

by Jenny Linsel |
Categories: england, nostalgia, remember, sorrow,

Hartlepool, My Hometown


Hartlepool , My Hometown

St Hilda's bathed in sunlight Is a sight i love to see
The Marina with it's many boats, that’s the place for me
Back down to the Headland for Verill's fish and chips
Hartlepool it's my hometown

We have the shopping centre, empty units galore
And I think of all the great shops we had in days of yore
Blacketts, Sages, Robinsons, bargain by the score
Hartlepool is my hometown

I grew up on the Central Estate everyone knew everyone
Now everyone keeps to themselves, so sad the Central's gone
The town i knew it is long gone, this is sad but true
Old Hartlepool, I'm missing you

by Ettie Christian-Bowling |
Categories: love, summer,

Summer Lovers

As this summer draws to a close,
All the lovers know,
That they soon will have to say goodbye.
They cant make this easy no matter how hard they might try.
From the beaches of California,
To the sands of Florida.
You can see all the different summer lovers,
Enjoying their last bit of summer,
And their last taste of love under the covers.
Cause they know,
that once this summer has come to a close,
They will be back in their hometown,
Back to their old lives,Of long works hours and school clowns.
But in the back of their minds, They wont forget what they found,
They wont forget this summer,
The summer they found someone who loved them like no other.

by Akilah Babb |
Categories: appreciation, bible, blessing, faith, first love, heaven, jesus,

LORD I WRITE TO YOU

LORD I WRITE TO YOU
ALL THE GLORY 
HONOR AND PRAISE IS DUE 
FOR MAKING ALL THINGS 
IN MY LIFE NEW 
LORD I WRITE TO YOU
HOW LONG SHOULD I WAIT 
NOT UNTIL I REACH
HEAVEN'S GATE
LORD I WRITE  TO YOU
EVEN THOUGH MY
HOMETOWN SOMETIMES  GETS 
ME FRUSTRATED AND BLUE
THANK YOU LORD FOR CHOOSING ME
TO WAKE MY DARK LIFE UP 
WITH YOUR ETERNAL CLUE

by Deb Wilson |
Categories: art, brother, friendship, life, life,

Three Precious Gifts

Fill my life with love.
Gift of friendships rare and deep.
Back in my hometown.
Reunited with them all.
I will make my life here now.

Baby brother's back.
Once more in my life to stay.
Let me make music.
Write a poem,make a craft.
Use my talents I'm blessed with.

Silver crested star.
Santa says to be myself.
Do not waste my time.
Creativity should flow.
Use my hands,my mind,my heart.


By Deb Wilson
for contest"Santa's Surprise"
sponsored by Linda-marie
sweetheart of PS

by Jack Ellison |
Categories: dedication,

Little Tiny Timothy



Little Tiny Timothy Was less than five feet tall Not much chance of growing His Dad was also small! For quite a little while then He felt he didn't fit in Things were geared for bigger boys He was also very thin! Love to play a contact sport Bigger boys would laugh At this little guy's bold request That he would even ask! But Little Tiny Timothy Didn't let it beat him down Went on to more important things As mayor of his own hometown! Your bigness doesn't matter It's what's inside that counts So take heart all you little people All obstacles you can surmount! © Jack Ellison 2015

by Contina Savage |
Categories: animals, black african american, children, happiness, love,

Two Pups

On Sunday, my sister drive 
us to church. 
On the way, we see two pups
in the entrance 
of a driveway of a home.
Two brown pups stand still
to see the morning traffic.
A comfort of joy 
refresh a love 
toward our hometown.

by Jack Ellison |
Categories: life,

Little Tiny Timothy

Little Tiny Timothy
Was less than five feet tall
Not much chance of growing
His Dad was also small!

For quite a little while then
He felt he didn't fit in
Things were geared for bigger boys
He was also very thin!

Love to play a contact sport
Bigger boys would laugh
At this little guy's bold request
That he would even ask!

But Little Tiny Timothy
Didn't let it beat him down
Went on to more important things
As mayor of his own hometown!

Your bigness doesn't matter
It's what's inside that counts
So take heart all you little people
All obstacles you can surmount!

©Jack Ellison 2012

by Grace Martin-Chang |
Categories: 10th grade, abuse, deep,

The ocean

The ocean is calm,
But the storm is calmer.
He kissed her palm,
Then drowned her in water .
They tied her hands together,
Then changed her name.
And no matter the weather,
In the ocean it would rain.
Her hands began to ache,
From the ropes cutting her skin.
She needed to take,
Instead of always giving in.
She wanted to get back on land,
But she learned to love the sea.
She grew used to ropes around her hands,
But She missed her family.
And as the years went by,
She forgot her hometown.
she learnt to comply,
As she continued to drown.

by Wilfredo Derequito |
Categories: lost love, sad,

The Long Wait

She struts on the stage in her plunging gown, chic and suave,
A salve to these tired eyes intently watching on this old Sony;
Roaming the ramp among the ranks of high society wearing 
The latest Stella McCartney collection straight from London,
Or is it a Valentino she is donning, maybe a Ralph Lauren?
Run, baby, run ahead of the nasty mannequin competition,
I know you can make it, yes, yes, yes, that’s my little girl!
And if one day you tire of your world of pomp and glitter,
Look not far for I’m waiting back here in our hometown.




by Misty Thomason |
Categories: hope, lost love, people,

Jessie's Riders

Here they come all that chrome, 
roaring through the streets 
Waving and honking as the crowd 
shouts their love for a special angel 
Celebrating a hero of our hometown, 
A little girl taken to early by a man who 
should have never been free, 
A father willing to fight for our children 
Riding hogs through several towns 
5,000 in all pointing the way 
For all to hear 
Jessie's Life will not be in Vain

by Rachael Davis |
Categories: angst, friendship, life, love, nostalgia, sad, social, time,

Distance

Bring back memories,
Hold on to sunny days,
It feels like centuries,
Since we parted ways.

New journeys were bound,
Away from our hometown,
Dreams were scattered around,
Distance let us down.

I breathe loneliness,
Missing your lovely smile,
I search for completeness,
While counting each mile.

The sky is light blue,
But my heart is dark gray,
I miss you oh so true,
you’re too far away.

Bring back memories,
Hold on to sunny days,
It feels like centuries,
Since we parted ways.

by Michelle McDermin |
Categories: adventure, love

The South

Running through the fields
after the long drive
right into your arms
A little 'ole place
up in the country side
that's where I belong
miles away from my hometown
Call me a hick but i don't care
it's where I feel I belong
Someday it will come
my journeys well rewarded
making everything feel complete