Bare feet slide
over green slick rocks
Pausing for a massage
from cold currents flowing
Toes white and tickled
understand this journey
Traveling man

Dirty clothes now discarded
sit on brown soggy shores
While pink skin wrinkles
beneath bubbles that scrub
Traveling man

Memories flow forth
carried by currents
of days long ago
When a fireplace family
stoked warm sparks
of love and laughter
Before the days
Of Traveling Man

Warm sun passes
telling traveling time
Cool breeze calls
as autumn arrives
to kiss cold skin.
Sole-less shoes shuffle
to soggy shore
Traveling Man

Sleep settles heavily
upon his weighted bones
Under a cardboard blanket
he imagines as wool
Voices tell stories
that only he hears
his constant companions
on foreign soil
that he once knew
as home
Traveling Man

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These words kept nagging at my brain after reading the new works titled "Fragmental Ponderings" by @StandingBear. This I dedicate to him.