A Wondering Soul

A Wondering Soul short poem

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I searched for tranquility in more ways than one, but yet it is still hard to reach. My soul wonders from place to place without fear or stability.

Once I thought I found a home near by the countryside with birds, bees, and trees. The atmosphere seemed so calm and relaxing but yet my soul was still not at peace.

I often wondered how many miles and land most one travel to have their soul at placidity. I have to question could I be a loner or just a wondering soul with no steady place to call a home.

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Yolanda Kinlock is a writer and author; she enjoys writing about passion, pain, fear, humor, the reality of everyday life, and controversy. Yolanda Kinlock is the author of the books Poems of Reality: The Experiences of Life and Torn Lives. Her strong passion for writing developed when she was very young and continues to grow in her adult life. She is currently working on her third book. Yolanda Kinlock graduated from John Jay College of Criminal Justice where she earned a Bachelor of Arts degree in Criminology. In addition, she earned her Associate of Science degree in Business Administration from LaGuardia Community College.
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Randall Smith

You read this same theme in so many poems, we are all looking for a home. I do so like the way you did this, it talks to me. Thank you for sharing.

Yolanda Kinlock
Yolanda Kinlock

Thank you.

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Yolanda Kinlock

Thank you.


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