Homeward Bound

Burnt rubber
from grinding gears
awaken mine nostrils

Thickened fog
'pon darkened roads
embrace my sight

Four smiles leads a path
distance fades
as forty tons push me down Forty
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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March 20, 2015 at 1:00 PM
Hi Jimi, shame on me. I did not drop by with a welcome to the site... This is a nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I will enjoy following you and your poetry when you are ready :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy 2015, with New Poet Friends @-> LINDA <-@
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March 16, 2015 at 12:33 AM
JIMI, Dropped by to say hi and congratulate you on having your poem selected by Soup's Administration. This is a wonderful poem to have featured on the homepage. ~Always & Forever~ LINDA
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March 15, 2015 at 4:29 PM
Hi JIMI:) Congratulations on having your awesome poem featured on the soups Home Page. ~SKAT LOVE~
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March 15, 2015 at 10:15 PM
Thank you!
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March 14, 2015 at 7:27 PM
Jimi, Stopping by with a nice, sweet Welcome to Poetry Soup. I will get much delight in reading and in time become familiar with your verse. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :-) Please drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs* SKAT
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March 14, 2015 at 10:14 PM
Thank you very much! I tried to drop you a howdy but I have no idea if it worked or not lol
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March 13, 2015 at 6:12 PM
I knows them four faces those smiles are com'n from, and I just bet that they can smell that same rubber burning knowing your almost home ! Keep the pen flowing son ! Later ! Love ya
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