The Whippoorwill Poem by vince gullaci

The Whippoorwill



I dream
of the whippoorwill
as I power towards
the far-flung
stars
alone in my ship of state
my beloved Earth
destroyed by ancient enmities
lies dead
in my spaceship's
wake.

Thursday, October 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Douglas Scotney 03 October 2014

I like this, Vince. What about my dream of wheelchairing though shallow snow visiting far flung outdoor Beethoven relics?

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