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Home Traveler for dVerse Poets

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Walk this way.
Kenya, 1967, Tsavo Game Preserve. Our bus had tipped over and thus we walked!
And, in spite of the fact that there had been only a few sprinkles early on during our walk,
Finally, I walked back across the square to the side entrance of the Casa Cultural.
Time to go, Grandma. Here’s your walking stick!
I know how to walk! I’m gonna walk my own way.
Sheridan, Wyoming–the only snow I have been able to walk through for the past 23 years.
Beach walking
Me, at age 2, journeying into inner spaces.
Another inner journey.

Home Traveler

Alone, or with the teeming throng,
I go on journeys short or long.
Walking by choice in foreign places,
I study unfamiliar faces.
But when I finally go to bed,
I journey farther within my head,
those trips to town forgotten while
I journey mile after mile.
Eschewing trips to foreign places,
I journey into inner spaces.

For dVerse poets

Lazy Days

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For the Moonwashed Weekly Prompt: Slumber

Shhhhh

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full moon morning, jdbphoto 2017

4 A.M.

It is too early to be stirring, the world is still asleep.
The sound is all still slumbering, the darkness is too deep.
No dayness stirs the nightness. No touch is reaching out.
No stirring and no blowing. Not a whisper. Not a shout.
When I wake before the world does, it seems the end of things
instead of the beginning, when the whole world sings.
Sun rises and the birds demand. The dogs whine for their feed.
All the world around me awakens to its need.
But for now, they are all sleeping. It is a lifeless world.
Its eyes and ears and mouth closed, around me densely curled.

Shhhhhh. This is quiet alliteration–not so much that it calls attention to itself…

For MVB’s Prompt: Alliteration.