April is Poetry Month

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as long as you keep moving

flurries
snow or rain and
likely sleet
lit up by headlights
and wistful thought
scream by
the other side of
the windshield
the inner side
your self a blur
all you want to do
is drive

straight ahead
no familiar destination
nowhere
are you wanted
are you needed
an unfamiliar road
snow caught up
in the slipstream
memories
as long as you keep
moving
they will not rest

you cannot
go home to
what is or what is not
not there and
neither are
you
you think you know
cold
flying faster than
before
all you want to do
is drive

 

This month is all about poetry.
Something new every day.

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