Posted in miscellaneous, original

Summer Is Here Or Near

In this square room I suddenly hear

Waves crashing that seems too far away

Light years they are! Light years!
I see the beach, I feel the sand beneath my feet

My mind wanders

While my body remains in this seat.
The mountains call, their cold springs wait

While I am nowhere near them

Alas! This awful fate!
I’d like to leave now

Leave and be free

Author:

A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.