Musty charts

Maps show the way;
mine rarely leave
the glove compartment

Life is not managed
by variably sized lines –
contrived cartographic
crossroads with

Forks in the road
are taken, crucial
junctions managed by
instinct, heads or tails.

Seldom do I consult
a compass, even going
some other way on rare
occasions that I have –
just because!

Left to my own instincts
I usually find my way
quite nicely; always have.
Lost, found, lost, found,
found, lost…wandering,
never aimlessly

The journey continues.
It’s how I roll.

2 thoughts on “Musty charts

  1. slpmartin July 9, 2010 / 11:20 pm

    Enjoyable bit of poetry…had a chuckle over it.


  2. Pearl Nelson July 10, 2010 / 9:41 am

    Wonderful life lesson. Artfully and cleverly written.

    Loved it.



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