siting in my self assumed cockpit I measure the stretching elastic trail on whirling tires, never ending is this sojourn except for when I siesta on lumpy seats like the sun taking respite beneath cloudy quilts, or play truant as the moon lolling over foliage hammocks, to recline over hard jute charpoys. I envy the … Continue reading Truck Driver’s Versatile Reflections…
Rain-Chimes~ My Poetry Blog 