Lost Long Roads


Pine trees on my fingernails grow,
Pepper vines twist into my anklets,
From the tropics, from the snow.

Smooth stones hide in my jacket.
Dirt coats my soles
But walk I will this length and breadth.

The earth, my playground, for me to grow.

Linking to dVerse Poets Quadrille # 35

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12 thoughts on “Lost Long Roads

  1. frankhubeny June 21, 2017 / 10:03 AM

    I like the idea of seeing the earth as a playground for growth.


  2. kim881 June 21, 2017 / 12:28 PM

    Beautiful imagery, Shreesha. I especially love:
    ‘Pepper vines twist into my anklets’
    ‘Smooth stones hide in my jacket.
    Dirt coats my soles’
    and what a playground!


  3. Rajlakshmi June 21, 2017 / 1:59 PM

    Stones hide in my jacket too. A beautiful and a refreshing read… Sounds like it’s coming from a wanderlust.


  4. Vijayalakshmi Harish June 22, 2017 / 8:11 AM

    I love how textural this is!


  5. Soumya (@soumyaprasad) June 22, 2017 / 12:12 PM

    Those lines, those metaphors! Love ❤

    You will walk, my love. You will walk the whole mile and grow.


  6. Olga June 23, 2017 / 9:17 AM

    If you can, do it. Walk the planet and explore its depths. Love the words “smooth stones hide in my jacket.” I’ve always brought home something in my past travels. Once it was a piece of driftwood.


  7. shanayatales June 24, 2017 / 4:24 AM

    Love this. The verse as well as the image you have chosen to pair it up with.


  8. Modern Gypsy June 25, 2017 / 3:11 PM

    Beautiful imagery! “Pepper vines twist into my anklets” – love the line!


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