365 Poems: December 30th, 2014

Wasting Away

The world’s still moving forward

and I’m sitting like a snail,

walking down the forest pathway

with no real good place to be.

Taking in the last of this year

as the stars climb through the sky,

breaking sticks and brushing branches

’cause I don’t know where to go.

But that doesn’t matter here

in this last hour of the day.

Why not take in these last moments,

breathe the air of newer years?

Yes, I’m walking down this pathway

and I’m not sure of my name,

but I’ve got some time to find it

’til this year turns round again.

“A Walk Through the Forest”


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