Alone on the road, like a bird flying south,
for the first time, not knowing how high or far,
weary wings shall carry on the wind.
Families noticed traveling toward
a lifetime of memories.
Postcards beyond compare capture warmth
for all seasons.
Wanderlust second guesses the need
for another distant sunset.
As the search for the perfect pasture continues,
tree covered, green fields are a blur.
Unknown destinations fade into familiar havens,
of caring friends and laughing children.
Winding roads under blue skies, beacon the heart,
for there is no rest for the soul,of a traveling man.
Calls of a mistress, cruel but sweet,
all in one torrid breath are sensed
soaring high above a nest, craved do desperately.
Wishing winter's chilling bite,
would turn into Spring's crisp breeze,
carrying lost souls, to a place called home.
Timothy Michael DiVito c1993
I have been writing poetry for 44 years. I began writing poetry when I was 15 years old and to this date I have written over 16,000 poems. I have had poems published in The San Fernando Journal, The Rag Mag, WYRD, The Cultural Reverence(e-magazine) and in Kiiroo(e-magazine), Mobius and the World Peace Anthology. I have over 1000 poems published in all. I also have a poetry page on Wix.com entitled anemotionaljourney.com. I also have written a Science Fiction/Fantasy novel entitled "The Blue Sphere" and I am currently working on two other books at the present time. One is entitled "The Angel and the Witches and the other is "Once Upon A Halloween"
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