The Traveler Poem by Bobbie Jean Wright

The Traveler

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The last few days
have been full of you.
I don't know whether
to embrace the memories
or scatter myself
into a million other things.
Even when I'm immersed
in life up to the gills
and there are too many
thoughts to count
you emerge from each one
like the name-tag
on my luggage,
bright and yellow
and not easily ignored.
Pronounced, you are...
the STOP shining
out from the octogon of life
like a sign of warning
intersecting my happiness.
Sometimes I believe
you were an exit road
thrown into my interstate
as a relief from the drive...
but most times I'm certain
you were actually roadspikes.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 27 March 2018

A nice poetic imagination, Bobbie. You may like to read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks

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Isabella Howell 22 September 2011

This is really good well done I felt like I was in the poem watching it happen. I also loved the way you expressed yourself well done And thanks for the comment you wrote on my poem it is much appriciated Well done I.S.D.H

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