NEW FRONTIERSA Poem by Betty Hermeleejourney on...The cab ride invigorates me Bustling streets thick with people Shoulder to shoulder Many with briefcases Others with backpacks Stylish women coiffed flawlessly Men with hats and brims Long trench coats Plenty with umbrellas Rain must be frequent Ornate buildings Some with statuettes Others with gold leaf trim Circular streets with grand marble sculptures Quite different from home
I realize the British drive on the left The cab driver cautioned me To be mindful of crossing the streets Quite a few fashionable shops long the sidewalks I shall take advantage if time permits And buy a new dress to meet my soldier love
Suddenly my face droops, my head bows My stomach embarks on a bumpy ride My hands clammy It must be a return to reality I simply dread my life at this moment All scattered and not in a neat little pile Where do I begin from here? The ship was so uncomplicated Except for the affair, yet that is over So undemanding and accommodating Hence, I find myself in a strange country Utterly lost and alone once more
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20 Reviews Added on April 11, 2024 Last Updated on April 11, 2024 AuthorBetty HermeleeBlack Mountain, NCAboutMy love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..Writing
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