There Must Be Something Else – A poem

in Inner Blocks3 years ago

I sit and I wonder,
in a newfound stillness I remember,
what will grow?

Will there be love
prosperity, friendship?
With who? me myself and i?

if I don’t go out if
I hide in the dark if
I sit and think
the grooved wounds

But what if I tried it all?
I know these old paths I
don’t want this trodden loop
Why go back to work?

This fear
of consequences,
like eviction.

I came to here because I thought
with covid our world’s stream had changed,
that it could meander through bountiful
meadows of pleasure and ease
and pure gratification.

Where everything is provided
and all I have to do
is wander and wonder.

Now here I sit
still wondering why I can’t
just wander and wonder.

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On the Little Hoquiam River in Hoquiam, Wash.

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But you are wandering, you lucky fellow. Great poem.

Thanks. I've decided to wander no matter what I do. :)

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