by Richard Vince
In the last of the afternoon sunshine
I said farewell to a new old friend
And began my journey home.
In my memory, the minutes stretch
Into hours as I remember
All that I saw as a tried to savour
Every last drop of adventure before
Returning to adversity.
Even then, the Sun was setting,
But I stretched the twilight seconds
Into long ribbons of daylight that
Wrapped brightly around my throat.
It was an exercise in endurance:
Testing my mettle just to discover
How much I could withstand,
To find where my limits really were,
To see how much I could sacrifice
In order to be who I thought I ought
Mistakes unacknowledged meant
More mistakes were made.
Instead of retreating intact,
I ran myself determinedly aground.
Perhaps this is what I did not
Think of as my travelling changed
From pleasure to practical.
Perhaps this is the reason I began
To hanker after taking the long way,
Catching the slow train.
There are good memories, but
They would be sweeter if
They were not covered in thorns.
Posted on 03/13/2021
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