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GX Bingo, the non-flash version, #074 - home
Diversity Writing Challenge, b4 - poem with more than one section

What Home Means

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Juudai

Home is where a warm bed and room awaits
with curtains drawn.
Home is the hot tea that steams on the study table
and the mix of clothes thrown in the hamper
and the desert just waiting for them
In the fridge.

Home is the smiling faces and sleepy voices
that bid him goodnight
and the snores that follow.
Home is the groans as the alarm wakes them
all in the morning, when they'd rather sleep
and the trills that try to coax them
from their beds.

Home is the friends he can always find there
if he looks.

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Saiou

Home is the white room: the canvas upon which
he can paint his perfect world.
Not lonely white, but warm like a fluffy blanket
and pastel coloured
and sometimes dusted by different colours too:
his customers, his guests,
and the pastel coloured family
that's always there.

Home is the rain that falls from the sky
but not onto his head:
reminiscent of when home found them,
and they found home
as well.

Home is his sister
and his friend
and the happy quiet life
they share together
in between.

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Yubel

Home is with Juudai, wherever he is.
In his heart, in his arms,
in that little black case where he keeps
all his cards.
In his playroom while he sleeps.
At his hip while he writes or reads or eats.
On the table when he duels
until she's drawn, and then they're hand in hand

But nobody else understands.
That space is hers but they parade in it
and worse, they ridicule the pair of them
in a home where there's no room for it.
So she cleans. Spring cleaning.
But they don't get that either
and send her off
like she's in the wrong.
She's not. She's house-cleaning:
a house that belongs to the two
of them alone.

Home is where Juudai is
so it's not this space, this cold and lonely space
where she's only got the dimn echoes of him
and he's no longer got even that.
But she'll get home. She's a dragon.
She's a cat.
She can always find her way back home,
to him.

Home is with Juudai
and no-one else.
Not this place filled with students.
Not this place filled with monsters.
Just him and her:
just the two of them
Forever.
A world she'll make
and they didn't need these
other worlds as well,

these other people,
these other monsters.

Home is in Juudai's body,
right beside his soul.

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Juudai II

Home is the haven for spirits
in his chest.
Home is the bunk with his imprint
on the mattress.
Home is the world in which his friends
all grow and find their way.
Home is the world he fights for,
the world he protects.

Home is the world he walks upon,
that he lives upon, and explores.
Home is all the people he meets
and he's never met,
all the people he seeks.
And home is the bright blue sky
underneath.