Echos In The Canyon Poem by Charles Garcia

I am not a poet, I write Poetry.
With my pen in hand the words that I I
Understand.
The issues of the past, the issues on hand,
I write because of the urgency, to document
My thoughts, lest I forget and wander
Off.
Sometimes I hear the echoes of the canyons,
A resonating vibration, seems too never last.
The sounds I hear, love! Love! Loveeeee,
Its time to react, sounds everywhere,
I’m Going somewhere, I feel nowhere to go.
Going somewhere, which way to go,
For the reflections are illusions.
We all know that.

Written by charles garcia
December 20,2004