#jaunt
I won’t bother much, my friend
Whether it’s a secret treasure hunt,
Pilgrimage to the mountain shrine
Or just a jaunt along the scenic trrrain
There certainly would be surprises
Experiences to lighten one’s steps
Meet many otherwise I won’t see
Unless I chose this one journey through
Prestine roads that kept their character intact.
Rubbing shoulders with folks
Keeping abreast of their stories,
Shaking hands with people with heart!
Each face is deeply etched in my memory!
After parakeets I ran,wondered at
The rainbow colors on butterfly wings!
Orchids had a blend of fragrance and magical colors.
Once at a stop a girl sat with me,
And credling my heart told stories of ethereal experiences,
I still trudge,pollen from flowers
make me look like
A bee in search of honey of a rare blend!
Jun 29, 2018
Jun 29, 2018 at 9:10 AM UTC
Jaunt and jaunty
Switzerland's
white ice sheet
perhaps may
give you
a big jaunt.
Not Swiss Bank.
A mother's
birthday party
may bring party
may bring tear
for to
psychological washing.
That may not
just jaunt to her
father's home.
A heart became
jaunty
when you throw
a flower to
my body.
A heartless
body can not
bring jaunty life
never in my
future life.
Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 10:32 AM UTC