Small Stone for 13 December, 2016

smooth stoneA spontaneous manifestation of iambic pentameter from out of the ether.  An orphan verse, alas,  still looking for the rest of the poem.  I’ll be interested to see what it finds. . .

“There is a bridge to the Land of Sighs
That is not for the faint of heart.
The road is long, the route unmarked
And the map is full of lies.”

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One response to “Small Stone for 13 December, 2016

  1. That sounds remarkably like the first and only time I tried using GPS, in the middle of Kansas. Everything was just as the gizmo said, except for the bridge that had washed out. Isn’t’ that just the way?

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