Open Poetry #31 |
Bag on my Shoulder |
DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
One of the problems of a three poem limit is that no-one wants a site swamped, but when you feel like writing and sharing, the limit becomes a barrier for someone like myself. Dave *************************************************** Bag over my shoulder Warm and wrapped hell Along a dark road Was I heading To something new? Hedges dripping green and wet Bus scattering through Hundreds of miles to go Was I just passing through? Walked for miles and miles Like a kid Who’s done wrong Hiding in the darkness Frightened to go back Walking on the road Listening to my pack Never known the happiness No one else to blame Just the elements and me Travelling just the same Always in your mind Is the beautiful thought? Do I really prefer the wild? Or by a wild woman to be caught? |
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skyshine
since 2002-02-07
Posts 3058Beneath the northern stars |
Well, there's something to think about...good work. ~sky Hold on, if you feel like letting go |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Charlotte I may have identified with the signature for some years Thanks Dave |
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