a traveler's life is what i require-
its all i want, all that i desire.
just open roads to drive across-
these things will quench my heart's fine.

i want to see the mountains, tall,
and the colors of the trees as seasons turn to fall
not to mention the far-reaching ocean shores-
all those places do, to me, call.

now wait a moment while i pack
and throw all my valuables in a sack
and beg you to come with me
to follow my dreams across every road or train track.

of the greater and less lights, i prefer the lesser
for it masks my flaws and gives me comfort.
how? don't ask me- could be my wiring,
i'm merely a guesser.
the night somehow soothes me
like warm water over cold skin
or a hushed lullaby to a crying infant-
allow the dark to calm me.
sleep- irresistible- consumes me.
rest- so peaceful- heals me.

i like the way the ink rolls off my pen;
how it flows over the page
to form words that once used my mind as a cage.

i envy those who have gotten people to listen
to their voices, to their ideas,
to their poetry, to their pleas.
i can't help but feel as though i am screaming
at a wall, with no ears to hear me,
an empty room in which i am yelling-
dying for attention and recognition.

let the shadows rule and dry bones live;
dark creatures of the night, vampiric, give
light to the evil that is
the tenth month.
hide away, guard yourselves, your minds
for the darkness of your mind always finds
a way to haunt you,
to keep you up at night
in the tenth month.

with eyes closed, i imagine a deep, dark forest...
with eyes closed, i picture dew on the leaves and
                             pine needles- the rocks, the ground.
with eyes closed, i can hear a creek whose water is
                             running, flowing, curving downstream.
with eyes closed, i feel so... empty...
with eyes closed, i try to imagine you.

the sea is wide open like the countryside;
blue waves replace green grass, and foam, the wildflowers.
the sky remained unchanged, though the wind was relentless,
each swell of deep blue water, a wild ride.
oh! how i craved the ocean air so fine!
the unfenced openness of the seas so free,
these waves that i could sail across forevermore-
there is no stopping me! no stop light nor sign.
maybe i'll stay here on the foamy swells forever
with nothing holding me back or tying me down,
and nothing keeping me from living my life's dream
of finding peace. i'll never go back... unless... you.. no, never!
finding peace- i'll sail the seven seas forever.