Barry Middleton


Dark Woods - Poem by Barry Middleton

I have moved in blackest woods
upon a moonless night

clouds were blocking out the stars
I lost the gift of sight

I was not fearful of the way
my feet assured me well

that I was on the proper path
I heard the dinner bell

it seems I never learned to take
a light along with me

perhaps I truly loved the dark
it seemed that way to me

the family always wondered why
I would stay out so late

and I could never find the words
but I was pondering fate

I learned the lesson of the woods
that darkness need not kill

and I could find my way to home
and I still have the will

Topic(s) of this poem: darkness, fate, home, memories, woods


Comments about Dark Woods by Barry Middleton

  • Margaret O Driscoll (1/30/2016 4:41:00 PM)


    Very enjoyable trek in the dark to find the light (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2016

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 25, 2017


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