Monday 6 March 2017

NaPoWriMo 2014 21


the road

and the road goes on and on
rolling in front of me, and
behind, it fades into a
grey oblivion;
life, the journey, rumbles
as the tyres rumble on
the tarmac, and the engine
growls a bass to the tenor of the travel;
and the road goes on and on.

© 2ndwitch, 21/04/14

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