The Travelers Tales of Loneliness
written by: RayFed
@MrRayFed
Might not a lover in his waning years,
With his idle hands and an absent stare,
Shuffling the pages of a writer’s note,
Surprised, turn to look on empty air.
His thoughts once and all, his only worth,
But now forgotten on dusty shelves.
When his youth and love imbued the mind
and he rose anew in ancient tales.
Tears break forth that ever this should be.
Love is a vision that would soon rearise.
As if pain like light rose above the sea,
And his heart did leap with mad surprise.
When a kiss from love shines in the eyes.
He sees his own spirit look back at him.
I've always been a jack of all trades. I've been a poet, author, social commentator, comedian, online gamer, pod cast host, and Youtuber. I've had a class A license to drive semi truck over the road. I've worked as a chef, manager and all kitchen positions in hundreds of restaurants over the years. I've traveled in Mexico, Canada and through 37 of the 50 states. I've been a volunteer firefighter in Florida, where I grew up. I've fished the waters of the Gulf of Mexico and saw the far distant coast line of Cuba before its recent opening to the west. I've married, had 4 kids, divorced, got CKD stage 6 (end stage renal failure) Survived a stroke, mild heart attack, MRSA, blood clots and now chronic heart failure. Fully disabled and home bound, the internet is my social outlet, and window on the world. I go to dialysis three times a week, I watch movies, play video games and chat with people on social media. Writing is my catharsis for a life that is now spent measuring the time I have left, less the tomorrows that may never be.
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