Have Gun, Will Travel

Time for Plan B...

My instruments and inks

All neatly compact

In bright shiny cases

Of silver and black

I wish to venture

Across this land I’ll roam

To come to some place

That I may call home

To push the ink

In skin and through screen

To brand new horizons

Places yet to be seen

To go and to see

And create as I go

And write all these words down

Of things that I know

To tramp across land

To familiar places

Different designs

Brand new faces

Until I'm with my love

Then there, I’ll find home

Never to wander

No longer to roam

Reviews

[Natalia]

beautiful! I really love your poem! "and create as I go", I can really relate to that line; I wish to do the same. It makes me think of the American Dream and there is something very timely about your poem. Keep writing!

[Wicahpi]

cool! do you come down to the states? like to sturgis bike week in south dakota in august?
fun times. i dont have a tattoo, but have been tossing the idea around.
anyways, i bet you'd meet a lot of very interesting people on your travels.

[Jim W White]

Reads like a blues lyric, in that the rhyme's tight but not regimented and the talk of roaming. Muddy Waters spoke, wrote n sang bout how blues 'feels like going home'. Top title, very good n the image of a roving tattoo artist is really cool. Well played.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Aww this is awesome. I need a tat now. lol

[Kris Tate]

This made me cry

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

When you find the place let us know .. love the title and poem ...

Chloe
xoxo

[Nick Erickson]

Traveling gets in the blood and you never stop, even when you find your love.

Excellent poem with excellent flow and imagery.

I found my love, and we've never stopped traveling and moving everywhere..... and we're getting ready to go again.

Well done!!

[Pointblank]

Sounds like a plan to me. U do have a way with words. It would be grand to travel around working where u find it until love cracks u in the head.