In between,
neither here nor there.
You look out the window
and watch the clouds drift by,
car, train, taxi, plane.
Mellow thought, iridescent,
shifting in your chest
like the warm winter tide.
Your destination is yet to come;
inevitable, certain, final,
close.
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YOU ARE READING
Another Time, Another Place. [Poems and Prose]
PoetryA small anthology of original poems, prose, and other fruits of fancy.
Travelling
In between,
neither here nor there.
You look out the window
and watch the clouds drift by,
car, train, taxi, plane.
Mellow thought, iridescent,
shifting in your chest
like the warm winter tide.
Your destination is yet to come;
inevitable, certain, final,
close.
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