long road traveled bodyA Poem by keithin hours predawnlong road traveled body my day began in hours predawn hot coffee set led zep free as songbird not loud well not too loud glass bottled mineral water topo chico room temp handful of toasty cheese doodles thingies or whatever they are called now days blast of flavor no honey bun or cinnamon roll for me this morn no cer ree! recharging invigorating a welcomed morning pee simple pleasure it can be up and off out the doors breakfast not yet but later there are chores a plenty waiting friends are hungry for feeding and time with two legs that is what i hear them calling me two legs is coming two legs is here tending sitting listening to the chatter watching the playful dance of young fowl answering the call to dance defense if they only knew their destination my mouth and table share word similar both being foul/fowl HA! man cannot be self sufficient self reliant si my garden provides flavor and sustenance for this old long road traveled body my table fare makes kings jealous or it would should i share not with them anyway to friends and a few foes do the spoils of this rich soil of many toils go for free for sale for trade it all has purpose has need nothing wasted nothing serving greed life can be grand if we let it © 2022 keith |
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Added on May 28, 2022 Last Updated on November 9, 2022 Authorkeithnowhere you would want to knowAboutwho i am, what i be ... i write about that from which many shy. i am not afraid. i know the costs of living life for all it's worth. i am but complicatedly simple. i sing the words of no fear and ce.. more..Writing
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