A Hiatus Duly Taken

Afternoon, friends and readers. Apologies for the brief hiatus I had to take the last few days. I’ve been sick the past week or so and I didn’t have it in me to post every day. My poem today comes from a place of wanderlust. I cannot help but feel as if my time is being wasted not having adventures. Trying to ask myself what I want and how to get there has become a daily task. Please enjoy the poem.

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La Isla

As the days and weeks and years

pass between my ears,

I find myself awash in wishing

for a place to go missing.

I’ll fly a plane over the jungle,

go insane when i bungle,

castaway on some deserted isle,

missing my bathroom tile.

I’ll sail a ship to distant shores

and find that place away from bores.

A man of adventure

whose service could never be indentured.

I’d live for me and all my vices,

a selfish world and all that entices.

Apart from the rest

even if I’m not the best.

I’d be me and mine,

finally over the line,

past the point of crying

and surely now,

no longer dying.

I’d be put through my pace

with a smile on my face

and I might now know the taste

of that one displaced…