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Friday, March 3, 2017

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "The Traveller."


Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "The Traveller.."


When I left New York City I missed the Sirens.
When I left Denver, Colorado, I missed the longhorn whistle of the prairie-freight train.
When I left Paris I missed the confusion?
Or Venice;  the lagoon waters, lapping on my Palazzo steps?
When I left Mombasa; the cries of the Boys, out there, destroying the Kenyan reef in the morning ebb-tide?
And when I left L.A., the Freeway ROAR, next door, traffic  headin' to some Paradise, somehow integral, yet UN-found?
When I left Berlin, only scars of a great War, impressions, intrusive, where once  Evil ruled supreme? Nor Hermitage; where icy cold fingers cannot reach; such souvenirs resound?
When I left my home town in England I didn't miss a trick, taking it WITH me without and within?  Yet when I left YOU or U left ME; an inverted sovereignty prevailed, that's heart - to this day? -  palpitating, still  drives a traveller...further on.


c2017/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/Sciacca-Sicily.

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