Weary Road
Jan 28th, 2010 | By Gary Beck | Category: Poetry | 385 viewsI have traveled far,
a rootless wanderer
singing the praises of man,
mouthing the phrases of fools.
Ruled by the hand of dawn,
city, your shadows are silence
that lead me to desolate roads,
with no end to journeys.
At night the stars surrender
to your shattering glare, city,
that winks in flirting allure
and urges me on to Babylon .
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An enjoyable piece; loved the flow and tone of this wonderful freestyle; nicely done! –Joe