Robert Slingerland Mullens

Route 7 - Poem by Robert Slingerland Mullens

It is a road,
The easiest way,
From one place,
To Another.

A hard surface,
For desires,
Obligations, and frantic,

The road is a narrow,
Rolling with hidden,

And all the adventure,
Of new cities,
Unfamiliar voices,
And death.

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Topic(s) of this poem: death

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  • (3/29/2012 8:39:00 PM)

    Death, the last; or alternatively, the object of life is death..I like your style very much. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 8, 2014

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