Oh me, oh my, which way do I try?
Coronado Bay Bridge
Wandering from here to there,
I cannot find it anywhere.
Looking high and looking low,
I wonder now which way to go.
Lots of places I liked the view,
From Katmandu to Timbuktu,
Travel more, thatís what Iíll do.
Travel till my shoes are worn,
My clothes are tattered,even torn.
Maybe I should follow an avian migration,
Flying around from nation to nation.
And as I travel I shall sing,
ďIím looking for eternal spring.Ē
Yes, yes thatís the thing.
From Morocco to Tierra Del Fuego,
Flying around was of no use.
I found that I could drive my car,
I didnít have to be obtuse.
There's no need for Tiera Del Fuego,
I've found it here in San Diego.
©2015 Walt Hardester
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|Reviewed by Jon Willey
|Walt, never stop looking you are bound to find it. In Morocco with a fez I can picture you, perhaps seated atop a camel! May love and peace be always with you. Jon Michael|
|Reviewed by Isabella Koldras
|...fascinating rhythm and rhyme lingering sensation of life-sail-ride on the big waves of life and...oceans of options...a bone of contention...though...that ticks all major boxes on your previous-experience list...when you decide to go further afield...your purse strings are not keeping you close to home and...nippy winds willing to turn your boat to tropical-spiritual idylls...Down Under blue skies...gem of Uluru...gentle people...Hello to your dog!...that are welcoming...trust me I've been greeted here!...and the spectacular gently Sydney Harbour air-feel against your and...your significant other...skin...
Thank you Walt for sharing your remarkable verse.
|Reviewed by CHANTI LACE
|Lovely writing...enjoyed very much...Hugss|
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|Your poem transported me back to that great poet, Woody Guthrie, with This Land Is My Land. We can travel all around the world and see glorious things, but when it gets right down to it, especially in California, a car will get you far. Especially in San Diego.
PS. I wrote that before I saw your comment below, so I'm sticking to it. ;-)
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Love the flow... ...the rhyme and the rhythm; and of course, the theme. Nicely done, Walt. Thank you for sharing. Love and peace to you,
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|Oooo you got me wanderlust stirring, Walt - even if it is to go round in circles. Guess it's inevitable, the planet being what it is. Glad you caught up with your heart in the end! :) xx|
|Reviewed by Edward Phillips
|You have given us a whirlwind tour of places renown
with that winning thought "there's no place like home."
San Diego is special. Many thanks.
|Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci
|Hey, pick me up on one of these trips. I'll be the the hitchhiker with the red stripped shirt on! LOL!! Seriously, I really love this write!
|Reviewed by Walt Hardester
|If only I could afford to live there, I would.|
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton
|Ahhh . . . Eternal Spring, as in a weather related coup? If so, i think San Diego is probably as good as it is going to get. I heard that the mean temperature there was somewhere in the seventies.|