Sunday, June 17, 2012

Drink
I'm off the road now
It is late evening, the long summer sun is setting
I sit wearily on a grassy knoll
My canvas pack rests beside me
I must find a place to sleep; where I can unravel a thin blanket
Then when the morning rises, I again rise to the open road
But in this moment I will drink from a setting sun
Watch a dying light play on black tar that stretches out like long legs

3 comments:

Old Ollie said...

dig it - always feel like sharing your work

Human Paradox said...

A Kerouacian quality here. Very cool.

Recipe.com said...

Wao!! Every one needs leisure time to enjoy like that.
Jakia