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)
- 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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