the road ahead
There are crossings the world forbids—
not out of cruelty, but because
wires, once tangled, burn the circuit.
So, some groups part ways,
and the ledger of timing and reason
closes with a sigh.
The sentimentalist in me
rails against the verdict,
wants to circle back,
to test the lock on the old gate,
to see if the latch still lifts.
But the realist—
that gravelβvoiced companion—
reminds me:
to go back is to fracture the lesson,
to look back is to stall the walk.
And yet absence does not vanish.
It grows tributaries:
a hollow in the chest
that fills with rainwater,
a chair at the table
that teaches you how to sit straighter,
a silence that learns your name
and answers when you call.
So absence becomes companionly,
not by choice, but by persistence—
a shadow that keeps pace,
a hand you cannot hold
but still feel brushing your sleeve.
Paths may recross, or they may not.
The wiser course is forward,
feet steady on the gravel,
eyes open to the next bend.
But even as I walk on,
I carry the ache like a lantern—
not to light the way back,
but to see more clearly
the road ahead.
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Good write A.
Thanks O
As always my friend your verse is loaded with great allegory and this time of one so familiar like the old year now past it calls on memory worn smooth by use and comfortable to the touch one winces at taking the new into hand wondering what it will bring and until when it will feel comfortable too. A lovely write my friend
And we will get accustomed soon enough ποΈππ»
Happy New Year to you Cryotic
Happy new year, Soren ποΈππ»
Nicely said.
Thanks dear Friendship ποΈππ»
My friend, this is patient wisdom earned the hard way. You balance sentiment and realism without letting either take over, and the ending honors forward motion without erasing whatβs been carried. Quiet, clear, and true. A fave for sure. Happy New Year to you and your family , my dear friend! πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
And for you and yours a prosperous one ποΈππ»
Immaculate as usual! You are most well written. How long have you been writing? Do you have formal training?
Thank you kindly. Since the early 70βs and have had formal training on and off, over the years.
A fine farewell, my friend.
Thanks dear Jerry, have an excellent new year ππ»ποΈ
New Year is a mixture of Being Happy and Sad.
I always think of Loved Ones now gone .
But we carry on. Happy New year to you and yours.
And to you and yours as well, dear poet friendππ»ποΈ
with the sort of insight you have displayed - never fear - the course will light up and become clearer as you move forward without hesitation
all the best, always
Thanks so much safina, ποΈππ»
you are always welcome...
all the best for more from your end..
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