Christopher Brown

Rookie (oakland california)

Fishing Hole - Poem by Christopher Brown

Some place quiet

I would like to
Or maybe
Ride a bike there

If I have to drive
I think too many people might know about it
It has already become too popular
Its purpose
The reason I would have went there
has already been defeated

I'm not trying to give an impression of exclusivity


I just want to be alone

In a place where
I can take a book
Read for hours
I can take a pen and note book
Maybe my laptop
Write for days

I'd bring my headphones
Listen to nature's symphony
A radio would be too much
Too loud
Not something I would want to carry

I won't do what I did to my last one
One became two
Two became a few
A few
For me
Became too many

I won't tell anyone
Ill just leave a note,

Gone fishing

Be back
Sometime between
Now and Then

©Christopher F. Brown 2012

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 21, 2012

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