KEPT IN RECESSES OR THROWN TO DUST

 

Old wheels still turn through new miles.
We are more than we look- muscle
is not only what it takes to transform.
We skirt old roads now well educated
on my departure, it’s not just the seasons
that circle back on themselves. I’ve left
parts of me in every other recess in order
to recognize the parts I portrayed, later on,
when the route returns me to worn road.
I peddle at times without predetermination,
you cannot lose the track if you haven’t
traced its outline, beforehand. The road too
is more than just a route as we roar along
its rigor despite its restriction. I was never
happier than when taking the dirt track-
scattering over-weighted thoughts
of who I was upon the disrupted dust.

Old wheels still turn through new miles.

  

All words and photos by Damien B Donnelly

One thought on “KEPT IN RECESSES OR THROWN TO DUST

  1. Ms. Liz

    The dirt track’s the way to go! Nigel’s birthday today so I read him the last line “Old wheels still turn through new miles.” Nice line 😀

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