Brendan Hall Poet I do not know?

Tumble Weed

tumble weed tumble weed
im going to find the sea
this desert is no place for me 
im going home

i will tumble on 
until the nights turned black
well the odds are certainly 
stacked against me 

the ocean calls i finally will be
in a place to call my own 
a million endless miles
i will call them all my home

these million endless miles
i can't wait to roam
so i see them now they are so blue
the stars how bright they' shine

well this little tumble weed
oh how he did cry 
he needed out of that old desert
the close to him have died

so now he is smiling 
he is free 
he is blowing into the sea
how magnificent of a journey
this old tumble weed

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Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 18, 2011 at 5:07 AM Welcome to Poetry Soup.. so enjoyed reading your poetry tonight with it's creative theme.. hope your time on Soup will be fun and filled with sharing ... check out our contests too... good luck with luv..

Carol Sunshine Brown January 18, 2011 at 3:34 AM I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Brendan. Wishing you the best in your writing endeavors this year. You can look to the left side of the main page and find lots of information about PoetrySoup. If you don't find what you are looking for ask any poet here. Everyone is willing to help. Love, Carol

Anthony Nutter January 18, 2011 at 3:15 AM This rambling poem tumbled into a most enjoyable read. Excellent write.