Treasure Island

Brian Purdy

(28.09.48 / Belleville, Ontario)


Puzzled, I am
By the tepid response
Of those on whom I depended.
Must I walk alone this moonlit path
Stubbing my toes on crooked roots
Dislodging pebbles which signal my lonely passage?

Who guesses my destination
And waits my arrival? What angels watch,
While offering, like fitful stars,
Provision against these shadows,
Solace for my human faults?

And if my billy is empty
Yet still, I limber my sinews,
Contrive a liquid song to match my steps.
Tomorrow shall know my name - this I promise.

As for those who have failed me
As I in my life let others down - don't worry.
We each have opportunities
To offer familiar travelers food and lodging
But let those false-faced ones be sure
I read their names along this route - am not deluded.

Submitted: Saturday, March 17, 2012
Edited: Monday, April 09, 2012

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  • C. Cruz (4/8/2012 10:19:00 PM)

    Nice construction Brian. Puzzled Not! Thanks also for the inspiration. (Report) Reply

  • Soulful Heart (3/20/2012 11:48:00 PM)

    Ioneliness and search tangled into a song sad...........poetic lyrics stirring the chords unknown
    People and people around,
    Yet every soul a lonely creature.
    Lost in the maze of blogs and electronic mound,
    But yet to find a loving heart to nurture. (Report) Reply

  • Wahab Abdul (3/20/2012 1:19:00 PM)

    very sad and lonely poem, inner expression is depicted well, a very good poem i like it, (Report) Reply

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