On The Road Again

Well here I go for week two of my life altering course in Tennessee. I shall post as I can for my access is limited but once again I leave you with one penned last year while waiting for a flight.

Terminal

Beneath the stark fluorescent glare,
across a million miles I stare—
as heartstrings pull me towards my hearth
I wish that I was there.

The rumblings of those shiny birds
transporting lonely, weary herds
fade quickly in the dying light,
just like my mortal words.

Hope everybody has a great week, bye.

Bob