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A Weary Road
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A Weary Road |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana 
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I was a man-child in tha day And I was just looking to play Looking for ways to set me free Searched over here and I searched there Didn’t want to be anyone's square Looking in gutters for the key Walked into places on a dare Got out with a wing and a prayer I looked for me and then I'd flee Fists clenched, I was on a flash point Smiling ladies saved me sometimes I traveled this land from sea to sea But it is the here and the now I'm who I am without kowtowing The difference between now and then It was in the marsh I found my Zen Will never get better than that. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Great introspective write, dear Jerry. Your NOW awareness is tangible and indeed that was the goal! Much enjoyed. Margherita |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Many thanks Margherita! You leave such gentle and pleasing comments, thank you again. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Gale Senior Member
since 2013-06-10
Posts 578Russia |
Well, we all choose the roads to our Zen, and some of them are strange enough. A nice poem! And nice to see you here again, Jerry! |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you, Gale, it is nice to be back. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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