A DayA Poem by Mark Mendoza
Promenade to The Square with guitar hanging from my shoulder. I sway to music along sidewalks, cemetary, streets, grasslands.
No band, Just one man, Playing a energetic blues. Dollars come and go, But mindless me- The I with Nature, in Everything- Is wholly now. Return home, Eat delicious things, Read pretty things, Hear pretty things, See pretty things. Consistently thrilled with falling in Love at every turn, Ready always to say: "Infinetly more than I could think, So take me, Through endless streams." © 2020 Mark MendozaReviews
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2 Reviews Added on January 10, 2020 Last Updated on January 10, 2020 AuthorMark MendozaMarietta, GAAboutMy name is Mark A. Mendoza Welcome, with the warmest heart. This is a home for some of my poetry. This is a home for music I record https://markmoosemendoza.bandcamp.com/ more..Writing
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