Sunday, May 20, 2012

Fishing Hole


Some place quiet




I would like to


Or maybe

Ride a bike there


If I have to drive

I think too many people might know about it

It has already become too popular

Its purpose

The reason I would have went there

has already been defeated


I'm not trying to give an impression of exclusivity




I just want to be alone


In a place where

I can take a book

Read for hours

I can take a pen and note book

Maybe my laptop

Write for days


I'd bring my headphones


Listen to nature's symphony

A radio would be too much

Too loud

Not something I would want to carry


I won't do what I did to my last one

One became two

Two became a few

A few

For me

Became too many


I won't tell anyone

Ill just leave a note,


Gone fishing


Be back

Sometime between

Now and Then


©Christopher F. Brown 2012


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