Travel – Smith Shine Poetry

My Reggie Boy

French girls are fun, my son,Spanish girls, not so.But if you make one yours,she can take you far,farther than you know. And son, I’d tell you,go see the world.Don’t let it pass you by.I’ve walked through many places,gazed beneath many foreign sky. So travel, my son.Get lost sometimes.Hear the tongues of strangers.Eat their food, tasteContinue reading “My Reggie Boy”

Thoughts in my old mans truck

We lent my old mans truck filled that monster up, and headed southwest across the border.In wellington wet walks your face shone a smile. With red wine and firelightI know a part of heaven my eyes have seen.Raindrops on the ifor ping, in Swallow falls I am aware love is strong.I am here whether rightContinue reading “Thoughts in my old mans truck”