Poetry Blogs (moving cities)
Storm Chasers
Tyre tracks on dirt roads
storm chasers
looking for the eye
or something on the other side
Peddle kisses the floor
world whips past the window
tearing up the old road
headed North, searching for more
We were happy here
(eventually)
but could there be greater happiness
elsewhere
storm is a chorus
always another verse
on the other side…
In some mad way
we’re headed for a great...
Tuesday 7th June 2016 11:24 am
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