Words can create magic and I want to get lost in them for some part of each day.

October 14, 2012

Arrested Arrivals.

Straining at the leash
like a tethered bulldog -
snarling and hissing ,
the traffic growls -
its grumpy way
leaving behind 
clouds of  
acrid discontent :

On which ride 
Folks -
Looking for -
An Escape to
Home .Food .
Friendly faces 
and Welcome Spaces :

The Pain
Of Arrival
Puts a Premium
on Reaching Out .
And makes Virtue 
out of Virtual ..

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