Once A Road Poem by Smoky Hoss
Once A Road
I am a road
Long ago well tread,
Those who upon me have ever travelled
Are now amongst the dead -
None anymore trod my path
Nor this way pass,
I alone every day
Continue wandering upon my way -
Once I was a road
Moving big and heavy loads,
Now merely a trail
No one recalls my tale -
But I know somewhere way out there
Miles away where few can see,
Over the hill, beyond the bend
Is a fellow drifter... looking for me -
A good poem that has all the power to present the feelings of traveling this road. Therefore, you are joined along the journey and not alone... Good poetry is what I think. Jim Troy
I love this poem. The sadness of past losses tinged with just the right amount of resillient hopefullness for the future. Well written
the search of the searchers... listening for the sound of the bell when no one knows there is a bell... you are not alone!
Yep and just found you (again!) too. The road doesn't have to be lonely (long maybe; but never lonely)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 11:34:09 AM # 1.0.0.1119
love your poems Smoky! ! ! Gayle