Holmes Jim Poems

I visit places I haven't known,
Crossing borders as I roam,
Pursuing instincts from within,
Beyond the fences that hold men in,
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If I've planned it, is not designed?
If I've held it, is it not confined?
If I've believed it, is it not true?
If I've borrowed it, is it not due?
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Trust in yourself, right from the start,
Pursue those ambitions, you've dreamed about,
Stay true to yourself and follow your heart,
Place faith in your choices and sweep away doubt,
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One late day in May, he took to the woods,
On a solo adventure close to his heart,
A seven-day trek, just to see if he could,
Hike the La Coche Trail in Killarney Park,
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Up, before the sun I rose,
To wander peaceful campground roads,
I walked among the fireflies,
And marvelled at the star filled sky,
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Out for a ride upon my favorite lake,
Crossing its length, at a leisurely gait,
Paddling with purpose, steadily and slow,
Feeling the solitude, the further I row,
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Under pretense of bugle calls,
We march to battle in deadly brawls,
Spilling blood, we can't afford,
Hatred reigns, when truces ignored,
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In my quiet peaceful shop,
I forge pedals for a flower's top,
Copper trimmed with trusty shears,
Skills borrowed from a past career,
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I enter the swift at river right,
Pulled along in morning light,
Left full draw around a rock,
Slipping by with a gentle knock,
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Said my good-byes and grabbed my pack,
I couldn't say, when I would be back,
Out on a hike to where wild things, roam,
Under the stars, and miles from home,
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