A lonely road he walked,
That lead to Nowhere Lane,
Hands in pockets, collar turned up,
To keep the night cold at bay.
" I've walked this way before " he mused,
" This same old twisted road ",
Each time with a purpose,
To shift his heavy load.
He shrugs his sagging shoulders,
Increases his shallow pace,
" Will i make it? " he wonders,
As the wind lashes his face.
He trudges through the winter rain,
His toes curled from the cold,
Glad of the coat around him,
Though tattered, worn and old.
He stops for the night,
Too weary to go on,
He sits by the roadside,
And hums himself a song.
A man, ravaged with age,
Then lays down to rest,
Closes his eyes,
And takes his last breath.
He began this journey,
This quest meant to save,
This stretch of lonely road he walked,
Has now become his grave.
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celeron2:
Terrifically well written. Nice rhyming and rhythm. Liked it. A lot. Excellent choice of theme as well.
Hope you will have more to post.
Happy trails,
Ed Bradley.
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Thanks Ed,your comment will give me confidence to post more work!
love this poem ! so well written and easy flowing ! and I like the way it tells a story...........
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Thanks Zephyrmail!Appreciated!
Excellent work of art. You told your story well and created vivid imagery. Enjoyed it alot!
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Thank you for the comments, they are much appreciated.I'm glad you enjoyed it, it's one of my favourites.
AWESOME POEM!!! Love it!!! Extremely well written... my best read today for sure!!! Awesome story it told, too... great imagery with it as well...
Keep up the great work!!!
-Ben
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Well thank you Ben! You just made my day! Thank you for those lovely words! I'm glad you enjoyed it! xx
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