Here is my newest work in progress. I am proud of the direction its heading, but have dead ended into the inevitable struggle of ending the poem. Here is what I have thus far. Enjoy!
Dirty Boots
Dirty Boots
Sitting on the garage floor
Of a man who just walked
40 km alone
The necessity of Earth’s
Endless possibilities
And places to walk
Providing him meditation
In all corners of his mind
But the mans beard turned gray
And his children became grown
As the garden grew weeds
He doesn’t do too much walking anymore
He mostly rides his lawnmower
For hours
On short grass
Listening to political lectures
And pop songs
There’s a shoe print in the mud
And a film in the theater
Sitting in the back row
The bearded man has a smile
And an empty head
October 5, 2014
Te Whaiti Nui A Toi Canyon
Cheers,
Clayton
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<p><span style="color: rgb(29, 29, 29); font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; background-color: rgb(237, 237, 237);">My name is Clayton Kovich and I am a Junior at Purdue University in Indiana. I am studying Psychology with a focus on criminal behavior, hoping to aid in the growing industry of rehabilitation. I am from Michigan originally, but having moved many times growing up I have developed a fondness for travel, leading me to this adventure to New Zealand. I love poetry and music, and I look forward to the inspiration and insight this experience will provide me, and hope to use my talents to bring a piece of that experience home for others to enjoy as well.</span></p>
