Stupid thoughts

I was bored

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Here on the heels of a

leather shoe binding,

traveling roads to the east

Seeking a dream that I’m

forever finding,

nothing much more than the least

 

Hitchhiking shoulders,

my thumb far extended,

precious these moments I see

Still in my heart is

the love she pretended,

hung around waiting for me

 

Maple tree songs, sweet

the lyrics now flowing,

sticky in three-quarter time

A bounce in my step with

my world brightly glowing,

lost in these verses of rhyme

 

Still here I go down

this path long and winding,

beneath these blue skies above

Fingers now crossed

with my footsteps reminding,

hoping the end finds her love

 

So call me dumb its

a long way to travel,

just on a hunch and a prayer

I’m all mixed up now

my mind does unravel,

though I can’t help going there

 

What if she slams

every door I am knocking,

leaving me there all alone

Then I’ll just turn on

my heels and get rocking,

walking the highway back home

 

Funny how love keeps

our gears steady turning,

no matter how hard we fight

Somehow you’d think

there’d be lessons for learning,

whether its wrong or its right

 

Poets are strange, though

I don’t mean demented,

no need to say this again

For you can see in

these stanzas presented,

stupid thoughts flow from my pen

 

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Reviews

[Ayvid N]

An interesting poem came out of all that boredom! To me, the poet appears happy traveling down a long winding path, beneath the blue skies, lost in his verses amidst the beauty of nature. We all need to let go sometimes and what better way than through such fun to read poetry!

[willweb]

Thanks so much Divya. This truly was an "I'm bored" poem and I just started writing to see where it would take me. I didn't know I would be walking so much though. : )

[Ayvid N]

These walks are all we have sometimes.
You're welcome dear Willweb.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

The heart is a happy traveler when it has a ticket to ride. I love the whimsy of this poem. I had to laugh at a personal memory that it brought to mind. Let's just say that someone showed up at my door unannounced and uninvited. LOL!

[willweb]

It wasn't me, was it? : ) Just kidding, because I would never just show up unannounced, uninvited maybe but never unannounced. : ) Thanks so much Linda for walking this little poetic journey with me.

[Lorry]

After a life of attempting to grow up, I still expect those lessons learned.
Perhaps one day I will knock on a door and be buried under an avalanche of them. 😊

[willweb]

I think we travel the same roads my friend, for I feel the same way. Thanks so much for your comment and your visit.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Loving this great rhyming !

Fave lines
Hitchhiking shoulders
My Thumb far extended

Well done enjoyed this

[willweb]

I see what you mean about our timing...great minds and all of that. : )
Thank you so much Julie.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

In sync
I think poets are all in sync

[Soren]

Will the rhyme scheme you picked for this one was perfect, it rolled along like the walk you described. The internal rhyme reinforced the feeling and it read so easily and carefree. The thoughts so tenuous but at the same time upbeat carried me along with them reminding me of my youth when I used to hitch hike and ride box cars. The ending tied it all together nicely. This is truly a masterpiece.

[willweb]

Thanks so much my friend. What a nice thing to say for a poem that I just sat down to see what would come out. I am glad you liked this.

[Dave Brown]

sometimes it is a gift just to get that pen to co-operate but yours always seems to be more than an able contributor
I'm sure she will more than appreciate your efforts

[willweb]

Thanks so much Dave for taking the time to read and comment on my work.

[Nisreen]

Love starts with a gift from god
But everything we do either makes it grow or disappear
It’s at first instances that it exists so strongly
But if we neglect our partner
It goes away
It dies

[willweb]

My friend, there always seems to be some sort of message in your comments. I so enjoy hearing from you but at times you make me out to be someone other than who I am. Thank you so much for always making me smile.

[Nisreen]

Not at all
Just what i thought about when i read your poem

[willweb]

Ok, that makes sense and I apologize for assuming something else. And I will say, your thoughts are spot on. If we do neglect our partner, that love will certainly die.

[Nisreen]

Exactly ...... now if someone starts that neglect and the other partner responds with even more aggressive neglect
then that death came about from the person who started it!
Unfortunately

[willweb]

I hope it never comes to that. I am a very sensitive soul.

[Chris Shaw]

I don’t see any stupid thoughts. I see a daydream believer just like lots of other poets. Lovely thoughts drift through the stanzas here will. How prolific a writer you are. You just seem to have a very attentive muse. Mine needs a kick up the backside :))

Chris

[willweb]

Thank you Chris. Daydream believer...I was a Monkees fan in my youth. : )
Often I just start writing with no idea in mind to see what might happen...this was one of those times.

[willweb]

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