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Friday, April 3, 2015

Go This Way





Day 3:
 3rd April 3rd poem.


Was inspired today by a walk along the coast . We took a path from the beach up a pretty winding staircase. Each turn gave a different, yet  interesting view which  made me reflect the path our lives take. Not sure I've done justice to it in this poem.


Go This Way


Go this way, by these winding steps,

                                    Up this steep slope.

                                                     Stop here, rest,

                                                                      Take in the view,

                                                                                     The castle - almost ruins

                                                                                                     Wealth mostly spent.

                                                                                     Carry on up, round another bend,

                                                              See the lake- shrouded in mist,  

                                               Past joys hidden.

            Struggle further, towards the summit,

                                                   Breathless,

                                                               The path narrows,

                                                                                Turn, see the valley

                                                                                            Deep, dark,

                                                                                  Lost moments of gloom.

                                                                                                 But now,

                                                                               Crawl on to the summit,

                                                       Lift yourself up,

                        Stand, breathe deep

     Look around,

                                      All before you takes shape

                                                             Holds together.







11 comments :

Kiana Donae said...

Love the setup of this piece, the winding of words and the winding design is beautifully done. #LoveandInk

Sharon said...

I think you've done it justice. I certainly see that this poem is a metaphor for life. I really enjoy it; there is struggle, but it is worth it. Congrats on being the featured post today!

vstefani said...

Very nice - felt like I was along for the walk!

Cindy Scott said...

I can really see the image of the stairs with your words! Excellent work!!

Andria Tattersfield said...

congratulations on being featured!

angieinspired said...

what a lovely winding poem and beautiful watercolor photo. it really beckons me to stop here and look... like the reminder, "stop and smell the roses." everything's better at the beach:)

Marian Green said...

Thank you so much everyone. I did enjoy writing this one. Really pleased you liked it.

La Reine said...

Lovely. And the spacing really adds to the mood.

Tameka Mullins said...

Thanks for the winding road that allowed me to take in the view of poetic thoughts. Very lovely!

ccchampagne said...

You've given us just enough to make the journey in our own minds... Beautiful write!

marilyncavicchiaeditorpoet said...

A nice, and very spare visual poem. Congrats on being featured!