the first stanza...?




South


I travel on those roads
where the sky takes all the room
where the arcs of coloured spectrum
smooth the growing lines of gloom
I breathe the air so clean
from southern gales crisp and white
I travel on those roads
until the day caresses the night

 





Poetry by Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2012-06-16 at 08:36

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shells
Loved this, makes me feel restless for travelling, great opening two lines,
2012-06-17


Rob Graber
A very smooth and attractive write, most impressive to me at open and close.
2012-06-16