Peripatetic Blues
The signs along the highway
are leaking semiotic fluid
psychotic cacti strike a calculated pose
linguistic lizards parse the parched desert floor
Slim’s feeling demotic,
neurotic, anecdotal, over-used
he’s looking for a sanctuary
the fisherman and the shoes
he’s got those my way is the highway
peripatetic blues.
Taking part in Open Link Night over at dverse.
Stopdraggingthepanda 
Well…..I hope others will read this once and then read it a second time, but aloud. It has a wonderful sound and cadence to it….those blues indeed.
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Thanks Lilian, much appreciated!
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This is great. Thank you!
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Thank you for dropping by!
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Lovely rhyme, rhythm and imagery xx
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Thank you, much appreciated!
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This is incredibly penned!
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Thanks Sanaa
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Nice sound in this line: “linguistic lizards parse the parched desert floor”
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Thanks Frank…I like that one too!
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I had to toggle back and forth to dictionary.com to figure out what the words meant. This sounds like Hunter S.Thompson on a road trip — and he’s one of the lizards 😉 Fun poem, JIM.
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Thanks Jade? I had the word “semiotic” in my head and I too went to the dictionary, and that’s how the poem started!!
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Hey with writers, it’s ongoing. No slight was intended.
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No slight taken 🙂, that question mark was meant to be an exclamation! Glad you enjoyed the poem.
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So many great word and sounds… and the rhythm that makes me feel the wheels on the highway…
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