No Invitation Needed

Some of the most interesting words

Arrive….

while driving from the train

station

Here, without invitation

like flies along a riverbank

persistent….

no doubt with a purpose

nibbling on the ears

but I have no pen to hand

nor scrap of paper

the ribbon of the road creates

its own momentum

thoughts and their egos

collide….

for now, I am not the best

of company

perhaps another time….

another place….

words will visit me again!

No invitation needed

 

Thatcher Doran

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About pmisteil

Hi, my name is Paul though I write under other names like, Thatcher and Paolo, I love literature, art and architecture their passion and drama....the contradictions. The notion of Truth-who is the person behind the mask? Or does it matter! I like long walks and longer conversations over cappuccinos in a cafe with atmosphere and the rest is a journey!
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