at long last

ClutchTheDawn

not so much a matter of space and time
or being kind with a rewind,
the distance is not so much an obstacle
as it is a motivation.

following a map passed on by weary wanderers,
which road to take is only a suggestion
no direction,
like a convesation with myself brings laughter
I couldn't share until today.

map folded
and tucked under an empty coffee cup seat,
the road is still long,
but at long last
I've noticed the scenery.

ClutchTheDawn

that would be "conversation", not "convesation"

chadwick

sounds like somewhere i have been and lived
(big trucks..zoom zoom, honk honk)
i like it