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August 3, 2011 / austreberto

getting lost in knee-high cornfields

getting lost in knee-high cornfields


i took directions

from an old man who spoke

as slowly as the condensation that rolled from his glass of whiskey

often about the weather

if it was going to rain or not

his right elbow was acting up

you know what that means

storms are brewing


if you reach the red barn

he said

you’ve gone too far


passed that thing about two weeks ago

arrived at what smells like heaven

the angels are friendly down here

know how to party


calling this place home from now on

waiting for you to get here


if you reach the music

you’ve gone just far enough



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  1. smzang / Aug 4 2011 7:28 am

    So very much enjoyed this poem and its depth!

  2. Promising Poets' Poetry Cafe / Aug 4 2011 11:51 am

    love the last two lines.

    divine sentiments shared,



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