Craig Turner

Rookie (07/11/1985 / Gloucester)

The Beaten Track - Poem by Craig Turner

Every corner i turn honestly,
Only leads to obscurity,
Each road that i tread,
Brings its own eternity.

No yellow brick road,
To show me where to go,
Just a beaten track,
No steps in the sand,
To lend a helping hand,
Just a beaten track.

A magic man,
Selling sand,
From a clear plastic bag,
A one way road,
Tells me to come and go,
But I keep turning back.

No yellow brick road,
To show me where to go,
Just a beaten track,
No imprints in the sand reflecting the summer glow.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 28, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, August 29, 2010


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