Street Roots • Oct. 7-13,, 2016
Poetry
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Journey through The Wonder Years
by Michone Nettles
I have walked through many years
ran through lots of sand
and held many hands.
Seen visions of life from prospectives
inside, and outside the box
The Box turned round over the years, while
Sand has turned into glass.
Stars shine bright, while night stays dark,
Deepspace has entered into the living room
of my mind.
Twirling around, dodging asteroids that cometh
I’ve called the ocean to send me sets
of waves that took me ashore, home!
hitting the shore and moving with Endless
wonder. Snowflakes different from Each
like prayers that go up, blessings come down.
Love will keep us together, regardless
of the weather.
ELIJAH MICHEL