Connecting the dots
the spectacles
the pockmarks
bricks in the way
highways
byways
walked on
tripped on
they bring me around
they bring me back
they bring me down
occasionally I get
to where I want to go
break my dreams
break through to my dreams
broken heart
strength of heart
hardened heart
It’s all dots
it’s all bricks
connected and laid
April 20, 2020
Day 20 of 30
Day 14 of 100
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The cadence of this poem captures the essence of walking a path - nicely done
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