Where the Path Widens

I have always walked away
from the centre
from the edge
from vengeance, hatred, love
“any club that would have me as a member.”

I’m limping now
my shoes have holes
my faithful dogs long gone.

Recently I thought I heard footsteps
lighter than mine close by
and last night dreamt of a wider path
and the hint of a goal that isn’t at my back.

 

 

Image Credits: Thomas Tolkien

7 Replies to “Where the Path Widens”

  1. this piece embraces the reader, rewards them with that glimpse of hope.

    it feels gentled, intensely intimate, supremely honest. actually brought a few tears to my eyes with the end S. good, clean writing – again.

    for all the bright and stirring words
    the burnished poets pen,
    i far prefer the quiet ones
    that make me feel, again.

  2. this piece embraces the reader, rewards them with that glimpse of hope.

    it feels gentled, intensely intimate, supremely honest. actually brought a few tears to my eyes with the end S. good, clean writing – again.

    for all the bright and stirring words
    the burnished poets pen,
    i far prefer the quiet ones
    that make me feel, again.

  3. We’re actually (all 7 billion plus) in the same club, I think, and this is where the path widens is your last stanza.

    Well done.

    ~Anna

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