Several turns



It took several turns down the same road

to notice how the gravel felt.

Several turns to disconnect from the view

and settle into another sense.

To listen to a voice,

spoken in the same tongue as the road home.

How it crackled and rolled under our steps.

Skipped and bounced over tripping feet.

Our footprints, chiseling their proof into the ground

in a trail of small strides.

Made deep with the weight of unrealized dreaming

pressing down hard on our backs

forming cracks in our composure.

Cracks that made breezes whistle our separate tunes as it passed us.

Catching the beauty of our movement

in spite of our rifts.

Turning into harmony the agreement of two

that remain broken.



5 thoughts on “Several turns

  1. Hi, Devan. I know it’s been a while, but due to some unexpected events I wasn’t really the commenting type. I guess you already know that your works hold a very special place in my heart and very often they seem like my own emotions turned into words.

    This one is just… ah! Yes, indeed, it always takes several turns down the same road, several words written down, several sounds to make us understand. As if we needed a proof, official confirmation. As Germans would say: einmal ist keinmal – one/once (I’m Germanproof, unfortunately πŸ™‚ ) is nothing. And this line: To listen to a voice spoken in the same tongue as the road home – absolutely superb!

  2. It means so much to me that you could relate to this post, and I love the thought that “once is nothing”. So true! Thank you for continuing read and for showing your support. I really appreciate it, my friend. Take care! πŸ™‚

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