Tuesday, July 20, 2010

The Long Way Home
I walk along a dusty road
A desert hat atop my head
In the distance rests a clear blue pond
With a hollow cane I move near,
touch my lips to the cool water
wash myself of dust and mournful thoughts
Refreshed under the blazing sky, I feel good
But the dusty road is long and I am weary once more


Old Ollie said...

Imagery - very nice. Easy to visualize as I startmydaily trek to the blue pond.

Fisheye Lens said...

there's no country for old men like us, SC.