Lost And Bothersome [dark] [thought] Poem by R.K. Cowles

Positioned up right
Gazing from one shoulder
To the other
Nothing but bareness
I percieve
Through my eyes
Despite the fact
That the sun pulsates
Its rays
Trees directly opposite
Bird's chirping
Motorized vehicles passing
Presence of drizzle
And a days dampness
All I sence

I'm positioned in stillness
Upon its shoulder
Hours I explore a mystery
Yet the hours past
Has been vague
Many pass by in vehicles
I'm miles from any rational nature
Straining myself
Continue to haunt my mind
Clouded visions
Through misty eyes
Attempting to discover
That explanation
Of my troublesome moment
That I search
What's that item
That troubles me
Lost for hours
Upon its shoulder
Gazing for a mystery
Amidst no foresite
With my conception lost

At length
Eyes of mine opens
Suddenly I begin to traipse
Along its shoulder
Eventually
I'll be in possession
Of this troublesome circumstance
I lost out on that roadway
I'tt meet up with me again
To refresh me
Of the bothersome nature