Woke Up Feeling Green Today
Woke up this morning missing the country way of living,
This city life is just breaking down my stride,
I’m yearning for the rolling rocky mountain highs,
And the deep lush valleys startled by ancient pines!
Sky scraper towers stretching upwards, blocking out
The blue hues of the sky above, people bumping into
Each other, until there’s just no more room to move or
Breathe!
Yes, I’m feeling a little green today, a rambler hungry
For the out roads less traveled by, where a soul can get
Lost in the fresh morning air, and just for fun I’ll pull over
To the side and pick some fresh wild flowers, inhaling the
Sweet fragrance of freedoms crossroads of life!
At the road side stands I’ll pick up an apple or two, one
For the stallion running free in the open fields of clover
Green, behold his untamed wild spirit, never bridled or
Rode, my restless heart beats in rheum with his!
I’ll drive to the very ocean if I so wish, maybe I’ll
Even surf on the first braking wave that ripples across
My unsaddled feet, who knows where I’ll end up,
Except the open road, and me!
But at night I’ll park somewhere, where the air is fresh
And crisp, as the open skies above will show me it’s
Brilliance and beauty, I’ll just lean back watching their
Peaceful display, laying on the hood of my old Chevrolet!
No cell phone interference will I answer to,
For I’ve left that world of stress behind me,
Keep those apps to yourself reality, for I’m on
Vacation beyond your strife’s reach!
Maybe I’ll romance paradise tonight,
And stop and listen to a real life raga band,
Digging my bare feet in the crystal clear sand,
Along some deserted beach, except for a few
Locals whom know how to live the simpler life!
Call me a hobo of the open road today,
For I woke up feeling a little green this morning,
And I’m leaving on that mid-night train for
Pleasures of the forbidden everyday routine!
Brother or sister you can pouch those busy
Time cards, for I’ve sent mine back to the boss
Of boredom, no more a captured beast locked
Within a humdrum cage, this bird will sing,
On amongst the beautiful horizon beyond!
Come, come along with me if you’d like,
I’ve got plenty of room, let’s set this world
Ablaze, it don’t matter to me if you’re a Linda
Bob or boy George, if you’re a freedom seeker,
Join in this journey of experience, I’m willing
To take all aboard!
So if you woke up feeling a little green this
Morning, I’ll be waiting for you here in the
Paradise found!
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment