Miles From No Where Poem by John Ackerman

Miles From No Where

sometimes I feel like a motherless child
running wild in the breaze
at times I think there is more to life
a slash of tonic a hint of spice
another chance at which to roll the dice
yet in the gloom in doom
take some time out to clean my roon
a spash of perfume
yet I'm here left alone miles from no where
I shed a single tear to numb the inner pain
left with the one guitar string that I have learned to play on
deep in the dark corridor of my inner mind
sublime
a vast array of oceanic sounds come alive
look at the Albatross flying in mid air without a care
learn to think for yourself as the sweet manifestation of love permeates in your gate
we all look for something in life yet what?
miles from no where
in the setting sun

words can't express the true meaning of our conquest
all of life is one big test I must confess
barrowed basement pews
the tunes of Huey Lewis & The News
somedays got me singing the blues
whispers in the corridor of my mind
fancy suits and wine
I resign yet to what?