Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)


Journeys In Mind Soul


used to go
for a few short
rides after work

a long ride
on the weekend
around the city

traffic is worse
now I don't ride
into the city

much anymore
but it once worked
need to ride

escape a week
traveling by car
stuck in traffic

a few hell hours
caged confined soul
in cramped spaces

i guess i need
to now travel less
i travel short

distances at speed
as routine weekly
by motorcycle

but probably
writing satisfies
need to explore

in words instead
of landscapes cityscapes
journeys in the mind


Copyright © Terence George Craddock

Submitted: Saturday, June 09, 2012
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