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gone a-rambling in free verse

By Randy BakerPublished 2 months ago 1 min read
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I pored over the map, laid flat

before me, like some autocrat


plotting his next military adventure.

My voice husky from lack of sleep


and overindulgence in coffee,

I looked to my trusty companion


who too mused over the lines

and contours before us.


All of it is a ruse, really.

The schemes of men grown


beyond the age of mindless

road trips and other such


shenanigans. Inferring

some theme, an excuse


to push on, to transfer

this gnawing urge to meander


into concrete action.

Somewhere. Anywhere.


It mattered little

where we went.


Only that we could explain ourselves

when we returned home.

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Randy Baker

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  • Gerard DiLeo2 months ago

    "...into concrete action." Such a sneaky little line. Great.

  • ROCK 2 months ago

    This reminded me of "One Day" a British series based on a novel where the male lead is so restless and on an infinite quest. I was like that when young also. Really well done!

  • Anna 2 months ago

    Incredible work! Keep it up!😊

  • to push on, to transfer this gnawing urge to meander I loved these lines!

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