Where Would You Go?


I came to a forked crossroad with a signpost holding two signs simply pointing to ‘Left’ and ‘Right’. Looking left, I saw a destination in the distance and immediately knew where the path would end, but looking right... The path continued down into a clearing, submerging in trees in some areas and rising into the mountains before vanishing. There was smoke rising on the other side like a snake against the sunrise.

  • Author: Niall (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 16th, 2017 04:45
  • Comment from author about the poem: Something I wrote a couple of weeks ago when I had spare time - been preoccupied as I'm studying at university, but finished yesterday and feels good to be publishing again :)
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • daisychain

    I like this...the path that forks right appeals to me...sounds intriguing and interesting.

  • orchidee

    You could go right, if you don't end up going up in smoke! lol. A happy birthday write too, I see. Best wishes Niall! May you always choose the right path (I mean correct, or wise path) through life.

    • niallprideaux

      it wasn't actually, my birthdays in the summer but thanks anyway haha

      • orchidee

        Eh? Now it shows your birthday as today, 21st? A gremlin got in here?! lol.

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      • FredPeyer

        Niall, this is a perfect metaphor about choice. Do we opt for the familiar, or are we adventurous and choose the unknown? I would guess that most of us here would go right.

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