Brief little ride

 

 

I see the world change,

Even in a short range,

On my brief little ride,

It’s here I decide,

I love living life on the move,

To see it change as I do,

I get to see the trees grow,

Through the rain and the snow,

I see so many faces,

All enjoying the view.

So many new places,

And beautifully old too.

Why stay in one place

When my life can be a race

Journey after journey

Toward another adventure

I’ll watch the world change

On this brief little ride

I can’t help but be inspired

To travel world wide.

Percy Benson

 

                                                   Adventure Awaits . . .                           

 

 

 

 

Image

 

                                              Adventure Awaits . . .

                                           Smiles   Giggles   People

                                               Clickety  Clack  Train

 

                                                                             Cindy 2/7/13

 

 

Onward,  Onward The whistle blows, long and clear,

Onward,  Onward

The whistle blows, long and clear,
The haunting sound that says  we’re near

Onward,  onward, passing by
A land so vast that meets the sky,

With secrets many, hidden  away.
Not ours to view , no not today

We travel through, a passing  guest
We’re on a journey, a special quest

To experience the beauty of a wilderness free,
Not owned by man, not you or me.

A land we borrow, for a moment in time.
A land so free, a land sublime.

And so we travel along our way,
Taking the happiness of the day

As the whistle blows, so long and clear,
The haunting sound that says We’re near.

Denise Tugwell, UK
8.6.2013Image

Encased

“Encased”

From
Mundane
Suburbs.

Souls
Settle
Down.

Expectant
Eyes
Attune.

Faint
Foliage
Strengthens.

Green
Nature
Encases.

Peaks
Peep
Provocatively.

Green
Red
Stop.

Freight
Lumbers
Past.

Tired
Trucks
Trundle.

Hours
Stretch
Behind.

Thoughts
Stretch
Ahead

Of
Time
Encased

Prince
george
to
Jasper

Bob Thorp
Devon uk
13/5/13