Wagon

 

A voyage conquered at daylight
Entraps the boulevard to Nirvana
Wheels auctioned to sojourn
A vapor of doubt must recoil

We are in the inside
Of the woods we never tried

The ground sometimes alter
From rough ride to smooth drive

We are in the inside
Of the woods we never tried

How must not to fail
In our entry to conquest

We are in the inside
Of the woods we never tried

 

2011

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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2 Responses to Wagon

  1. bluebeets says:

    What does “reblog” mean?

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