Join the Neopoet online poetry workshop and community to improve as a writer, meet fellow poets, and showcase your work. Sign up, submit your poetry, and get started.
My Travels
My travels start
Right here
Deep in my mind,
My travels take me just where
I please, I don’t have
To leave my warm room,
My travels start,
Sixteen, sun
Beating down,
Sinatra’s crooning Jobim,
And I’m just dreaming of my
Great romance to come,
I don’t need a little ticket,
Tells me I can take the train,
I don't even to risk it,
There’s no blistering sun,
Or driving rain,
And it’s here that I remain.
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage:
Content level:
Not Explicit Content
(c) Neopoet.com. No copyright is claimed by Neopoet to original member content.
Comments
Carl Halling
Wed, 2020-09-23 10:55
Yes, I am, Teddy...not a great move...
It's a song lyric, dating from 2003, it should have stayed that way!
Carl Halling
Wed, 2020-09-23 14:21
Truly, it's fine...
Just road testing my last few pieces here to find out what to keep and what to discard, then I will have run out, and will make myself scarce.
Carl Halling
Wed, 2020-09-23 14:45
Maybe...
I'll think about it.