City Walk

Bob poem, poetry, Uncategorized November 9, 2019 1 Minute

I write of my city walks
The sandwiches I eat

I write of the solitude
And the presence

I think you will laugh
I think your elbows are distant clouds

I walk the rail road lines
I say nothing for days

I plot my take
On the world
In rain puddles

With a November
Leaf
As chief science officer

Published by Bob

Published November 9, 2019

theusedlife says:

November 9, 2019 at 2:36 pm

I love this. So good!

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1. naivehaircuts says:
  
  November 9, 2019 at 8:05 pm
  
  Thank you!
  
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nickreeves says:

December 8, 2019 at 5:50 am

I adore the simplicity, the clarity of this piece, naive haircuts.

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1. naivehaircuts says:
  
  December 8, 2019 at 7:50 am
  
  Thanks. Simple and clear is the direction I’ve been aiming for lately. I appreciate the comment. Thanks!
  
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nickreeves says:

December 8, 2019 at 8:28 am

Carry on!

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