Heading Somewhere.

[M Kirkpatrick]

See the arrow pointing west
share your feelings,beat your chest.

Somewhere calls, shall I go?
Or shall I stay here,lying low.

Daylight breaks, with sparrows chirp
lying here naked,feeling a twerp.

Silver salamanders cross my path
echoes of a distant wrath.

A vortex opens, despair calls
shall I motion, better pause.

The road to somewhere starts
right here, have I the time
for one small beer?

The key to life is in the knowing
will I find it, am I owing.

Time and motion, are a heady potion
aching limbs needing lotion.

Warmest regards Michael.

[kiz_paws]

I liked the flow of this poem.

[M Kirkpatrick]

I liked the flow of this poem.

Once again many thanks kiz paws, am grateful for your comments and time.

Warmest regards Michael.