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Jupiter
Poems
May 2019
The Adventurer's Spirit
a mucky week,
feeling down.
can't figure out why.
I look at my creek
in my neighborhood
as I drive by
my heart aches
for the most mundane adventure;
a suburban expedition
is enough for me.
I'm home on the couch.
every heartbeat telling me to go,
splash in the creek,
follow its flow
my bike takes me there,
the wind in my ears
socks and shoes left at the bridge,
jeans rolled up to my knees.
the creek is a welcoming bitter cold
it's november but I miss this.
I clamber over rocks like a hermit crab,
covered in dirt,
not stopping
the trees are a beautiful ceiling
in this room that has no walls
as I watch the creatures in the water,
I want to envy them.
but I can't
when I'm having so much fun,
being me,
watching them.
my experience in nature
#nature
#adventure
#rocks
#creek
#water
#dirt
#wind
#earth
#outside
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Jupiter
17/Agender
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