Best Travelnight Poems
my
my summer
my summer camp
my
my cabin
my comfy cabin
late
late night
late night campfires
late
late night
late night pillowfight
mary
mary emma
mary emma mackenzie
best
best friends
best friends forever
eating
eating hotdogs
eating hotdogs late
my
my best
my best vacation
Rolling away, strolling aside,
Sleepy contradictions drenched in gold.
An image taken, picture saved,
A tiny tribute of memory to hold.
My England. For you are mine,
And not mine. Everyone's Never.
For once would you show me shine?
A prize that I will love forever.
At the fading of the day. Twighlight.
You tend towards a deeper hue,
But I sense and behold this place,
My England, the night of you.
But why do I love you? So dear.
My fickle, boastful friend.
From sun up to sunset. The day.
Then till your night greets its end.
I cannot fathom my patriotic pride,
Yet, you simmer in the half light,
Tearing love from my insides.
To me, all flaws, out of sight.
Smokey skies. Low Fade. Soft shade.
Echoes of pastimes, inherent to history.
Night screen. Moon sheen casts on,
My starry land of mystery.
Every night I hear the train
I hear the doors open and close
I want to take the train as far as it will take me
I don't have a destination
and at night time, I feel like I don't want to return
But every morning I wake up knowing where I want and need to be
I want to ride this train
but I know it will be of no benefit for me
It will be a night out on the town
on the shadier side of town
without a friend in the world
leaving me vulnerable to whatever walks my way
Home is where I should be
but every night I'm immobilized
not wanting to sleep