richard poor

Rookie - 18 Points (cinco de mayo / nyc)

Waiting On The Trip - Poem by richard poor

a few days away
the road is calling
i want to follow
where who knows
just go
like gone
in death
life is moving
and the miles roll....
the pavement hypnotizes
makes me
but the moment
and is gone....
i will get
hopped up
no sleep
just speed
as the night closes
lights shine
neoned reflection
own tempo
mass transit
timed zombies
and then gone....
i know
i am her son
vagabond, wandering
influenced promises
but for my own destiny.

Comments about Waiting On The Trip by richard poor

  • Jazib Kamalvi (10/25/2017 12:52:00 PM)

    A nice poetic imagination, richard p. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 9, 2009

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