It’s Early… as of Late

It's Early as of late

It’s Early as of Late

It’s early
As of late
This time I couldn’t wait
For that light across the hillside
Where I roam
It’s later
Than you think
And I’m nearly out of ink
But I’m far too many miles
Away from home

In the silent
Speed of sound
I turned the ship around
And headed for her footprints
Long the shore
Neath the shadows
Of the light
Doesn’t matter
What I write
For I’ve far too many bones
Beneath the floor

It’s there tween
Day and night
In the grey tween
Black and white
But the ink will only smear
Beneath the rain
It’s calm
Inside the storm
Where the ocean floor
Is warm
But parchment wouldn’t wrinkle
On the train

It’s early
As of late
Perhaps it’s left to fate
For I can smell the flowers
Where I roam
It’s later
Than you think
And I’m nearly out of ink
And I’m far too many miles
Away from home

Michael33

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3 thoughts on “It’s Early… as of Late

    • Good morning JC and thank you so much for your wonderful comment. I am humbled and honored. I also hope things are smoothing out a bit for you so that we may soon find new posts on your site. Your posts are not the ‘usual’ and that is what I am always searching for and striving to achieve…
      the “un-normal”…
      Glad you dropped by…
      Have a most beautiful day!

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