Sights and Sounds

away we go!

Sights and Sounds

A lot of sights and sounds to see

A lot of me in sights and sounds

I hear a song playing of the sights and sounds in me

A highway on a chin

Southbound ventures, lots of sea,

Salt in them their airs

I'm southerner with sights and sounds in me

I gather west where bird rises in the sights and sounds of me

Desert blooms, winds play whispers,

Sky seems a foot away from me

It's all sights, it's all the sounds

They play inside of me!

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

A 6 year venture south, midwest, west, northeast. Then home.
Thanks Guy!

regards,
al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and your poems are sights and sounds for all of us to enjoy...

they play inside of you, and you write them outside of you.
j.