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just for me

by Peter Humphreys

rattling
and
roaring
down
the lane
across
the moor
with
Jimmy Spain
we buck
and brake
as rocks
and rams
rear
into view
as gears
grind hard
and doors
slide
open
shut
as steep
incline
gives way
to
gentle
ford
my life
seems short
these fifty
years
as on
the edge
of my
known world
he waves
his arms
a point
to make
and leaves
the steering
to God

yet
I
am not
afraid

for down
the valley
cross that
sea
you
are
waiting
yes
You
are
waiting
just
for
me

09/12/2006

Posted on 09/12/2006
Copyright © 2024 Peter Humphreys

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 09/16/06 at 09:35 AM

A lovely description of a journey home. Simple but great.

Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 09/17/06 at 08:19 PM

Hi Peter. Really love this and especially, "my life seems short these fifty years as on the edge of my known world". Excellent. Thanks.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/20/06 at 03:26 AM

The first part of this reminds me a wild ride with Patrick McManus and it becomes almost hymn like at the end. I enjoyed this very much.

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