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Carrot

peach colored night
sailor’s delight
my gypsy soul
wrestles for control 

over my 
common sense
gonna hop the fence
and hit the road

less traveled
let my life unravel
and all the knots
untangle

nobody askin'
where i'm going
or
where i've been

don't need
no certification
to take a load off, 
my friend

fed curiosity 
to the cat
left my baggage 
at the flat

come hit
the road less traveled
let your life unravel
and the knots untangle

follow the 
carrot
i
dangle

down 
the 
road 
less traveled

Rene ~2009
Revised June 25, 2011

Comments

  1. Love this, Rene!
    Please!
    Pretty Please!
    You have to seek out ways to publish your work!!!

    Hey, I know a great guy over
    at Pensive Pony Media! ;)

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  2. I'm with Lynn, Rene!
    This is not only beautifully written, but clever, too.

    I hope to see these words in print soon!

    Enjoy the beautiful weather!

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  3. Rene,
    you are on fire with that pen of yours!
    seriously... beautiful AND fun!

    C

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  4. Great one! I love the road less traveled because the others you do find along the way are so damn interesting!

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  5. Perfect. I especially liked the allusion to the road less travelled - I'm a big fan of Robert Frost (I'm pretty sure he was a distant relative of mine.... :) )

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  6. This should be sung around a campfire. :-)

    Pearl

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  7. Not your in-law says:

    You look very lovely today. Period.

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  8. powdergirl...
    you crack me up..heh

    Rene

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  9. Well, Rene, I feel so redundant here after such exquisite prose but truly, brilliant poem again. I adore it.

    Love this line in particular:
    "Feed your curiosity
    to the cat..." BRilliant.

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  10. Perfect! I love the way that your poems roll! Like song!

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  11. My english isn't enough good but the picture is great...
    Regards from France,

    Pierre

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