Sunday, June 29, 2014

Getaway

I delve into the voices of the past
when looking for a way to forge ahead
like climbing to the crow’s nest of a mast
to see if there are continents to tread
and often there’s a landing spot to find
exotic pleasures for the heart and mind.

2 comments:

May said...

Nice poem here...

rch said...

Oh thanks so much!