Notepad Poem
I have a small notebook that I keep in my purse, which has mainly been used for directions. (I also hope to use it as a net to catch certain thoughts or prose down into it...) Anyway... I wrote this a little while ago... I think I should change the ending, but here goes... I just let it flow..
"These pages are filled with directions
to places all unknown.
But what these pages fail to tell
is how to make it home.
And if there is a way,
maybe the trees can tell me how:
Feeling the breeze with outstretched arms,
Gathering stars in leafless fingers."
"These pages are filled with directions
to places all unknown.
But what these pages fail to tell
is how to make it home.
And if there is a way,
maybe the trees can tell me how:
Feeling the breeze with outstretched arms,
Gathering stars in leafless fingers."