I Have a Picture.

Another frame.
Another nail.
Another space taken up
on my wall.

New Zealand.
Peru.
Alaska.
Baton Rouge.

For years, I’ve collected scene
after scene.

New York.
Spain.
The Eiffel Tower.
A distant flower.

I’m running out of room.

The Arctic is cold.
The Tropics are warm.
Hawaii is a destination
I dream of.

Actually,
I dream of them all.

I only have these pictures.
I’ve never been anywhere.
Because I’ve never left my room.

November 19, 2014


Redemption (Excerpt)
Poetry Collection, No.3
ISBN: 978-1533219763