End of the LineA Poem by Panhead RodA poem pointing out that demand and lines formed cannot stop dreamers and poets...... End of the line, but which end will it be? Did you step up as a leader, or someone that no-one sees... ... Are you in position, to help guide things strong... Perhaps you are a carefree soul, who just sings your song... ... Do you have thoughtful direction, letting out a roar... or someone who looks away... as problems... you ignore... ... Lines will just get longer... Nine billion souls... All in need of something... Many with same goals... ... Some lines end exhausted... Some go on and on... Some lines get you nowhere... Some go way beyond... ... Then there are the sidelines... Occupied by many... A place where people live their lives... Simply ordinary... ... There is yet another place... A place that has no line... Wide and open grandiose spaces, where dreamers now define... ... Spaces filled with color... Spaces filled with life... Spaces of imagination... Help them through the strife... ... My life's also filled with lines... Flowing from my pen... Dreaming as I write things down.... From start until the end... ... Panhead Rod Hatter March 1, 2024
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StatsAuthorPanhead RodFlorence, ORAboutMy name is Rod Hatter, aka: Panhead Rod, and I enjoy writing traditional poetry, verse, prose, haiku, stories, songs and "old school" biker poetry. I have been called many things... Dad, soul mate, dr.. more..Writing
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