Forever On My Beach
in my mind I'm in Mexico
my feet propped on my wall
push the little piece of lime
down into my Pacifico
contemplating, resurrecting
the way it all turns out
burying ghosts,faceless hosts
those things that plague me most
why is it that I find myself
but it doesn't last that long
pack my bags, heading back
while the CD plays that song
maybe I should move there
stay forever on my beach
without cell phone calls
or worries to befall
just live my days in peace
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment