I’m just a spirit
restless
as the wind
drifting……………………………….
Shift shaping
lizard by day
coyote by night
town to town
riding the ridges
chasing
shadows
down
lonely gravel roads
places that saw, better times
Searching for that
connection
to who or what, sick of the distance
bring on the thunder
Strike me
down
tumbling, from town to town
carried by these
South West winds
Overtaken
by the silence
of the nightfall
rolling with morning…rustling tree branches
water cascading, calling me to join
to journey
down these
sacred, canyon’s
floor
a journeyman
traveling
searching for that……
connection......searching
Snassano7-)1-08
I suppose journeyman is synonymous with loneliness, Stand.
Unless, of course, the journeyman stops from time to time
for a squeeze or a hug...a connection. I like the architecture
of this finely written poem, Stan.
Reviewed by blue soplain (Reader)
Reviewed on July 1, 2008
connection; more like compassion, of which no matter how much we adore the trees and the mountains and the aspens [ahem] they never hug you back. chasing each breeze that blows. . .. .
how does it feel? like a rolling stone.
i think i feel you.
coyotes sound so lonely.
> <
(V)
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Unless, of course, the journeyman stops from time to time
for a squeeze or a hug...a connection. I like the architecture
of this finely written poem, Stan.
how does it feel? like a rolling stone.
i think i feel you.
coyotes sound so lonely.
> <
(V)
(((HUGS)))and love, Karla.
Peace,
Dan