RV Poetry
"Life is lived like poetry is written: though each moment is its own rough draft, we can then ReVisit our past, ReValue our decisions, ReVise our forward path, and ReVitalize our passions." Marcia M Bogaert
08 Feb 2008 @ 9:33
Destination Unknown
Orange bridge arched
through white clouds anchored in blue skies
to join chilled sun in its assault
against winter’s cold
as life’s breeze
disturbed still water beneath secured hulls
to unearth resting dreams.
MeeAugraphie
02/06/08
Originally posted on MeeAugraphie.com. Inspired by this blog’s header photo, which I took in LaConner, WA, in 2007. RVers many days travel to unknown places, yet they remain home in their hearts.
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[...] would not scare away non-poets, I reread my short poem, Destination Unknown, found in it’s entirety here. I had remarked on the post,Rvers many days travel to unknown places, yet they remain home in their [...]