Does this blur have a beat?
My journey, my song
Is unwritten
Notes on pages
Lines on roads
Tarmac, tat-a-tat
Feeling kind of sick of that
Let me hear the wind
Drumming on mesas
Harmonizing layers
Of earth and sky
Tumbleweeds will try
To rock and roll my soul
And clouds can dance, you know
Written for dVerse Poet’s Pub
This week for dVerse Poetics, our prompt was the “rhythm of the road”.
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