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On the Road            Print this poem only

So many “road stories”

from the Odyssey, and Kerouac, to Augustine.

Each rich in emotion and spirit

most of the stories

have the hero hitched to a fellow traveler

to bathe the soul in word and mood

to throb with the music.

 

I have recurring dreams.

I’m in a hotel looking for an elevator

can’t find my floor or room

or can’t find my car downtown.

I wander streets, and lots.

Are there road stories hidden in these dreams?

 

Why do I trip, fall

stay misplaced and lost

find only

transitory

destinations?

 

Written 5-7-22

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