Robert Twombly Poet Rhyme

Long Painted Seas

Longing for long seas
Dying to meet Miss Bittersweet
On roads between tent poles
In oil holes and tall trees
Take cover
Spin rubber
Tumble and bleed
Along pot holed streams
Let home become a highway
Rolling asphalt day to day
Nowhere to be and everywhere to go
Roam and stay home
And never feel sick again
In the places you've never been
So when long seas wind
Below gears you grind
Everything left behind
Past guard rails and double lines
Find a town within a friend
And close your eyes in Miss Bittersweet's den

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Beata Agustin October 5, 2024 at 12:09 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Robert Twombly October 1, 2024 at 1:02 PM (^ o ^ )