HORIZONS… a poem

Don’t count me in

I’m leaving again

Your horses are dragging me down

Like clouded sun rays

You ruin my days

I don’t want to see you around

But the only way out

And away from your pout

Is for me to go back out to sea

Where the air is much fresher

Without you and your pressure

Just horizons that beckon to me

Author: What Words May Come

Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer; View all posts by What Words May Come

CG Thelen says:

January 18, 2020 at 11:02 am

Great poem.

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1. What Words May Come says:
  
  January 20, 2020 at 7:23 am
  
  Thank you so much!
  
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H.R.R. Gorman says:

January 18, 2020 at 12:56 pm

A nice, pouty, sassy poem

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1. What Words May Come says:
  
  January 20, 2020 at 7:24 am
  
  Chortle!!! (That’s a comment that Liz Gauffreau leaves me from time to time! Ha
  
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