Gone Poem by Cecil (cj) Krieger

Gone



From my door
The road twisted and turned
Going down a bit
Before rising
And turning around the forest

On moonless nights
The light
From my opened door
Shines
On all that is left
Of the road

The rest of the road
From what I can see
Is gone

Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: country,fog,road
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