Sunday, January 20, 2019

Borderline by Terrence Sykes

crossing over
the border
into the night

no passport
nor visa
at hand

determination
desire to go into
another land

on his guard
eyeing with
suspicion

murmured “poet” 
above his breath
in local dialect

was it a curse
or welcoming
into his province

would I scribe
of love
longed

or merely 
a passage 
without rhyme

line forgotten
stanza remembered 
ode to a broken heart









About Terrence Sykes:

Terrence Sykes was born and raised in the rural coal mining area of Virginia.  This isolation brings the theme of remembrance to his creations, whether real or imagined.  Other interests include heirloom vegetable research & foraging wild edibles .  His poetry - photography - flash fiction has been published in India, Mauritius,Scotland, Spain and the USA

No comments:

Post a Comment

The Great Masturbator By Manny Grimaldi

  I am the very model of a modern major radio star. I’ve information. I am a Pooh Bear. I puff Gauloises and my poesies are on demand  with ...