Portugal Poem by Geoffrey Fafard
Portugal
Portugal makes me at this early moment
Think of home and subsequently
My lost manners
Inappropriate time dimensions
Too much opportunity
Beauty not captured
Both good and bad
Loneliness
Be it by solitude
Or self induced
By crowds of no one
That collectively
Taunt and tease me.
Thursday, July 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: traveling
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
When you travel to a lot of places make sure your mind travels with you!
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4/21/2024 12:14:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow, that sure said the travel experience. Written so well, we can feel the displacement. Read mine - Who Am I - Adeline