Road Lullaby
June 20, 2013 at 10:59 am (literature, philosophy, Poems, poetry, Stories) (journey, lullaby, night, peace, road)
Mother lays me in her long black hair,
whispering her loola loola to me,
semi-dozing, travelling don’t know where,
keen cat’s eyes track the way before me.
Midway orange fascinates my eyes,
kaleidoscoping there to soothe me,
stars plotting silly pathways through the skies,
advised destinations all evade me.
Through the night I wheel the constant ground,
with arteries of darkness to sustain me,
thick beneath, deep asphalt cushions sound,
and insects unwing destinies around me.
Thought free and unassailed by humankind,
cruel clarity of day censored behind me,
my road tonight, pursuing peace of mind,
drifts shifting issues all beyond me.
julespaige said,
June 21, 2013 at 4:42 pm
I can see a child carried by her mother, after along day at the street carnival. After all the arcades, lines to rides and ‘fair food’ gently drifting carefree into sleep…
Julia Dean-Richards said,
June 21, 2013 at 4:46 pm
zzzzz