wind blowing
my name
as dust
if
on a stain free
devil’s eyes
an old vw microbus
racing full speed
just keeping up with
an older highway’s sign limits
driving free
dreaming within a young
man’s tries
eyes open
looking for any reason
to break free
the season which holds
one in a moment
riding north where
circle games stain
turning wheels
road rhythms
songs call to
yesteryear echoes
traveling west
on a blue ocean quest
looking for a home
just a retreat
from that hitch-hiking’s defeat
sunset shadows fall
as dragons
such are dreams lying across
once open sunlit highways
a young man’s byways into
forever
your child calls
a seat behind
your woman just smiles
feet on the dashboard
sweet circle refrain
a young man’s find
is home

- jude