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On February 19, 2019 By Mick CanningIn poetry, walking, writing

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I’m walking on tracks,

On familiar tracks,

Under blue sky,

In the evening light.

My shadow before me,

The wind behind.

I’m yawning now,

And my legs are tired.

I’m looking forward to supper,

A beer and then bed.

The shadows lengthen,

Along with my stride

On familiar tracks,

Along familiar tracks.

I’m heading for home,

Now,

I’m heading for home.

22 thoughts on “Home”

arv!

That’s a nice one, Mick. Home is what most travelers yearn after a few days!

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February 19, 2019 at 2:24 pm Reply
1. Mick Canning
  
  There always comes a point, doesn’t there Arv? Thanks!
  
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  February 19, 2019 at 2:25 pm Reply
  1. arv!
    
    Certainly. It is only a matter of how many days or months?
    
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    February 19, 2019 at 2:29 pm Reply
2. Smitha V
  
  Love the sound of this poem…soothing
  
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  February 20, 2019 at 5:26 am Reply
  1. Mick Canning
    
    Thanks.
    
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    February 20, 2019 at 6:24 am Reply
robbiesinspiration

I enjoyed your poem, Mick. Very relaxed.

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February 19, 2019 at 2:54 pm Reply
1. Mick Canning
  
  Thanks, Robbie. That’s the idea.
  
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  February 19, 2019 at 3:04 pm Reply
JT Twissel

Something definitely to look forward to – dinner, a beer and bed! Nicely done.

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February 19, 2019 at 6:55 pm Reply
1. Mick Canning
  
  Thanks, Jan. Sounds good right now.
  
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  February 19, 2019 at 7:00 pm Reply
Miriam Hurdle

I feel like walking along also and watched the sun going down. Great poem, Mick!

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February 19, 2019 at 7:20 pm Reply
1. Mick Canning
  
  Thanks, Miriam.
  
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  February 19, 2019 at 7:21 pm Reply
  1. Miriam Hurdle
    
    You’re welcome, Mick!
    
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    February 19, 2019 at 8:36 pm Reply
tric

Sounds like the end of a satisfying day. Such days are great days. Well done.

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February 19, 2019 at 8:57 pm Reply
1. Mick Canning
  
  Thanks, Tric. Perfect ending, I think.
  
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  February 19, 2019 at 8:58 pm Reply
Robert Parker

I think Johnny Cash might have done ok, setting this to music. I like the photo, too, the black wall makes a nice zigzag, and dwindles down like a lesson in “perspective drawing”

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February 19, 2019 at 9:56 pm Reply
1. Mick Canning
  
  That’s a nice thought, Robert. I’ve got his voice in my head doing it, now! Thanks!
  
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  February 20, 2019 at 6:23 am Reply
Frank Prem

NIce, Mick. Very nice.

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February 20, 2019 at 3:13 am Reply
1. Mick Canning
  
  Thanks, Frank.
  
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  February 20, 2019 at 6:23 am Reply
Rupali

Simple words do wonders.

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February 20, 2019 at 8:47 am Reply
1. Mick Canning
  
  Thanks, yes. I think they usually work far better than trying to use more complex ones. They tend to make for clarity, for a start.
  
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  February 20, 2019 at 8:53 am Reply
Ann Coleman

No matter how wonderful the trip, there comes a time when all we want to do is head for home. Very good poem, Mick!

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February 20, 2019 at 7:46 pm Reply
1. Mick Canning
  
  Thanks, Ann. Yes, sooner or later.
  
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  February 20, 2019 at 8:45 pm Reply

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