Restless
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By Randy Rich
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Restless The glass is cold to the touch as trucks rumble the windows on their journeys to the North. All night they roar along the superhighways spilling sound, groaning the troubled sleep in rooms of chandeliers, marble tiles, reflections of fans in the mirror, outside, outside the mirror, the spiritual window, warm, full of light, rumbling with songs, whispering through the drapes, rustling into the scattered buildings that reach for the smog,
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Submitted: Thursday, December 4, 2008
Last Updated: Friday, December 5, 2008
About the Poet
I am married and have two beautiful children. I am a Professional Christian Counselor and Director of services for children at a local community mental health center.
Other Poems by Randy Rich
- A Cause for Rejoicing
- After IKE
- Autumn in Oklahoma
- Awakening
- Before Easter
- Before the Sun
- Celebration
- Changing Seasons
- Discover
- Evening Voices
- Faith
- Faith That Moves Mountains
- First Winter
- From Grace to Grace
- Fruit Of The Spirit
- God's Love
- Haiku
- Haiku/Tortoise
- Hi
- Hideaway
- Hospital Voices
- In Search of a Savior
- Intuitive
- Jenerette
- Liberty
- Listening
- Lovely Day
- On His Return
- On Prayer
- Rain
- Reflections on Easter Sunday
- Restless
- Sand
- Sarah
- Storming Of the Gates
- Summer Time
- Tambourine Man
- Teresa
- The Final Days
- The Golden Lark
- The Guardians
- The Harbor
- The One
- The Optimist
- The Rose
- The Star
- The Way
- Towards the Summit
- Trinity
- Visions from Above
- Visitation
- While Crossing the Neches River
- Whisper
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