13.1k views, 2xBest Poetry Period. A nothing from nowhere cast words to a world wide wind. |
We've been beside the gulch, eager to climb a wooded bluff. Obstacles below and high got in my eye. But, I could see you by my side. Right now, I'm pressed to a thick pane of a steel train gliding flat through a soothing plane. You, with your book enjoyed, I, with liquor I've longed to try, subside. Rolling, a bump or two reminds you to look up, catch a blue gleam. Restful, on a long journey to the other side. I wonder if we'll part before destination. I see a billow, pale sky. No answer. We've been deeper before. We've been high, eye to eye. Nothing in our way now, descending. I see clearly you here with me now. Gliding down a lonesome track, I won't look back. You smile and I realize the climax satisfies. Foam on creamy glass dries. Rolling, I'm reminded of a blue gleam. Restful on the other side, I wonder if my destination soon arrives. Do I dare wonder if any will cry? One view cherished an entire ride. 5.28.22 original title was going to be "Why Do I Do This?" Yeah, I don't know either. Funny, memory. Sad, inspiration fleeting. |