NOT THE SAME ROUTE

WHEN THE CAR BREAKS DOWN…THINGS LOOK DIFFERENT HAVING TO WALK HOME.

By the Mighty Mumford

NOT THE “SAME ROUTE”

 

The route I took walking home,

Late that night alone…

I’ve reversed driving

Memories surviving,

In daylight is not the same road.

Can’t hear the water gurgle,

Or the dogs bark against any “burgle”…

Other sounds are nixed

‘Til my muffler is fixed,

In a varying roar I am encircled!

The pace of my walk is gone,

What takes a few minutes seems wrong…

The effort I made

On that upward grade,

Was hard, but I heard bird song.

I couldn’t see the “goose landing lights”

On the mill-pond dam, at night…

Devoid of mystery,

Just driving through the scene

Is not the same as walking there at night.

 

–Jonathan Caswell

 

 

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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