there's a bend
in the road in front
a spot where
the cars & hikers
move out of sight
standing on the roadside
I watch them go
and it's nicer
when they appear
suddenly out of nowhere
like the return
of a distant hope
cars of different colors
and humans
of different colors
from a distance
they look similar
as they walk out of the bend
to reach
their desired place
in the end
or to move on like me
to see
how far you can move.
© Colin Andersen
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OUT OF NOWHERE
at times life looks
like a small black hole
providing no feedback
nor receiving any
letting you wonder
is this
what you call your home
what does compel one
to vanish in darkness
that pulls with a force
of a black hole
have you ever
seen Run, Joe, Run?
the serial
was closed in 76
& at times I'm like Joe
forever running away
while everyone
shouts run, man, run
I'll tell you I too stop
to find my way back
when
all I see
ahead of me
is a wall.
© Colin Andersen
To read more of Colin's poetry, get a copy of his collection Out of Nowhere at Amazon:
OUT OF NOWHERE
