Poem-a-day No.4

Backwoods Bucks

Six hundred twenty nine miles
A little town called Caryville
Where goats are chained
In the yard with the dogs

The circle of sustenance
Shot up from the treetops
Nestled in the foothills
Shiny brand new

Out the door
Quint venti white mocha
Bottle of syrup $6.99
Never have I traveled
So far for a fix


Published by jill

Riding the current of life's changing tides, while capturing my journey in images and words...

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