Walking Wild

another sparkling consciousness of human intellect

walking on a dirty carpet in filthy air

on top of the beautiful expanse of a sprawling nature

in a small tiny house in a little bity town

i walk amongst the trees in a forest

for fun just for fun

ascending a mountaintop, traversing the plains

all of this is grand, and, everything is new to me

every sound and every footprint, every call of the wild

of all the times i've been there

i've never really been here

the only place to go is

the center of my mind 

which remains forever elusive

in the middle of the wild

i still don't know how to spend this time

just as long as i have it

this everything is magic

Author's Note

Reviews

[R.J Calzonetti (Siniste..]

Really enjoyed this, keep up the writing, these are great poems.

[Davidgeo]

This was a terrible poem with an even worse title. F**k you RJ

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

Can’t tell if you’re joking or not, either way, I did enjoy it

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

Good poetry is subjective after all. Even if you don’t have confidence in a poem others still might enjoy it.