Late Night TripA Poem by Jordan A. WilsonStar blasts, light the sky Embers hot, glowing dances Smoke rises, dust settles
At the foot of the fire Looking up Psychedelic orchestra A surreal midnight voyage
Not an ear to hear No one there to share A rollin’ stone I’ll remain Tumblin’ without a care © 2012 Jordan A. WilsonAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on June 13, 2012 Last Updated on June 13, 2012 Tags: contemplation, companionship, loneliness AuthorJordan A. WilsonCarrollton, KYAboutI'm a 22 year old Entrepreneurship Student of Northern Kentucky University from the small town of Carrollton, Ky. I play guitar and began writing poetry as a hobby four years ago. My main goals in wri.. more..Writing
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