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Boundary Rider

forever somewhere in the distance

By Roderick MakimPublished 4 months ago Updated 4 months ago 1 min read

The boundary rider

Plodding on by step by step

On an old grey nag

Grey hair and white hat

Turned grey with time.


The old horse

So used to the track it treads

The old man can

Use both weathered old hands

To roll a smoke.


He pats his pocket

For a match

And nods

A lined old face

As he passes by

Step by step by step.


Seems he has been riding

This track forever

Seems he will ride on


As the the old grey horse

Plods on

Into the distance.


They will be


Out there


In the distance.

nature poetry

About the Creator

Roderick Makim

Read one too many adventure stories as a child and decided I'd make that my life.

I grew up on a cattle station in the Australian Outback and decided to spend the rest of my life seeing the rest of the world.

For more: www.roderickmakim.com

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