Walking through the wood.
Promising paths ahead.
But others have walked here.
On roads that can be seen.
Wait long enough.
The forest it grows.
Denser by the season.
Less to see.
Less to be.
Better to have taken steps.
Than to wait.
Times an enemy.
Invisible as it seems.
- Author: Vaughn Walker (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 19th, 2022 20:24
- Category: Reflection
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- Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
Comments4
What a wonderful poem of introspection backlit by the fascinating wooded imagery. A truly pleasurable and meaningful read. Thanks for sharing, Vaughn. /Rik.
Thank you for the kind words Cryptic.
so true! an important message
and
empoweringly Powerful poetry
thanks for sharing, dear poet
Well written, Vaughn!
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