Ricky Brown Poet I do not know?

Not Much To Say

1-21-2012            Not much to say
        I  walk down a road that’s long,Memories pass as the miles are gone,
        I can’t even see past the next page ,writing in my book,
        The roads I follow ,walking and hitching on,
        I tend to lean toward the West in the summer,North in the fall and South in the Winter,
        I live on the front side of the wind,right now I’m much settled down,right by the Oregon sea,
        I write you this letter and ask you please -to consider joining me,
        I am lost in the white sand,I hold in both hands,almost as in a dream,the sea reaches out,
        A rolling breeze,the crashing waves,the seagulls flying against the cool blue sky,
        Tomorrow I won’t know where I’ve been,only if I what I’ve written has been read,
        Riding on this magic dream.

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