Rhyming Stories

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Poems your heart will cradle.

Robert R Sytnick
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My Homeward Wind

My restless soul gives into the call of the Homeward Wind. Thoughts of my youth and green acres, now flow within.

The countryside where I was born, along with my next of kin.My first kiss, my first love, and my tempted first sin.

Take me back. Take me back, My Homeward Wind.

The Homeward Wind calms my soul, and I give thanks, to ‘Thee.’ As the green acres of home have entrenched deeper within me.

The distant apple tree bears new fruit and still stands alone. The hidden robin nest filled with young, that have not yet flown.

The green grass of the meadows, now home to nature’s deer.As a doe can be seen in the midday sun, nursing her twins, without man’s fear.

A garter snake slithers on its way along last winter’s dried leaves. The new clover blossoms give call, to the hum of the feeding bees. The whisper of a whippoorwill as it sings in the distance, from the forest of pine trees.

The rusted plow stuck in its last furrow, now frozen in time.The old treehouse in the great oak that withstood natures time, and the boyhood memories I claim as mine.

The heart, I carved with my jack-knife into a cottonwood tree, I must find.Your initials and mine are forever locked, in love, like time. And now, I hear the sounds of a rippling brook that continually flows like a rhyme.

Sealed in my heart, and never to be set free. Oh, that first kiss you gave me under the cottonwood tree.

Take me back. Take me back, My Homeward Wind.

The tattered old farmhouse stands, but never lost its will.The Great Northern wind has taken its toll, as the old house weakens, yet stands still.

The blistering white paint and the broken glass that rests on the windowsill.The picket fence around the garden where my bike once leaned, has fallen at will.

Subtle sounds of a loose shingle unbuckle my spine, and I feel a chill.A look back to see a reflection from a broken mirror, in the bedroom where my mother lay, and first took ill.

The old house on the hill where I was born, begins to lose its will. And the Homeward Wind is silenced and now lies still.

The green grass of home has been calling me.And the first kiss I gave you under the cottonwood tree. Embeds, deep in my heart, and only you hold the key.

And carved in granite, on my stone, this my memory.As my ashes are carried by the Homeward Wind, always to be free.

Take me back. Take me back, My Homeward Wind.

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Sir Nilo: What a remarkable book. Wonderful poems. I can relate to some. Thank you for this amazing book.

Fabia Scali-Warner: Wow. This works reminds me of Allen Ginsberg, and at times even Prevert. The arching storyline is interesting, but I loved the care given to every verse. What a gem!

Olerato Kubheka: Loved the story, I don't like Charlotte she is immature for Caine. Of all the Lunas in your books she is the most annoying. I hope we will get more books to unpack the big war coming for these packs...Cannot get enough of them

sonu: I liked the way it has explained the natural phenomena every individual battle with.

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Tahlia : This was really good and the structure was too considering that it can be more challenging than other writing structures. I loved the plots although maybe use more creative language such as, similes , metaphors, oxymorons etc. I would definitely recommend this to others to read.

Pilar: the story is cool,, have you think to keep writte it i think it could be a very nice story and also well writted, even it could be a saga if you wish or not, just try to finished

LorenaGranger: A brilliant book which I have fallen in love with...

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eboniprice96: This is a really deep poetry novel but I love it

William Elliott Kern: Steph..........., interesting and well written. cudo's.........one suggestion if I may. Work a bit on the sentence structure and Grammar...........your writing style flows well, and the format you have created helps the reader stay with the story, and the poetry.william elliott at https://www....

Laraine Smith: In addition to being humorous, this story is visual! This is also a beautiful story. Keep up the great work! :)

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