The Lonely Road
So long had I travelled the lonely road,
Though, now and again, a wayfairing friend
Walked shoulder to shoulder, and lightened the load,
I often would think to myself as I strode,
No comrade will journey with you to the end.
And it seemed to me, as the days went past,
And I gossiped with cronies, or brooded alone,
By wayside fires, that my fortune was cast
To sojourn by other men's hearths to the last,
And never to come to my own hearthstone.
The lonely road no longer I roam.
We met, and were one in the heart's desire.
Together we came, through the wintry gloam,
To the little old house by the cross-ways, home;
And crossed the threshold, and kindled the fire.
Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.
I was into the first 2 stanzas but wished the poem had traveled down a different path in its conclusion. There was such a dust-bowl hobo feel to the poem for me... til the end.
The road is never lonely but the sojourner tires and sulks home.
Nice poem on loneliness and getting a company. Thanks for sharing. The lonely road no longer I roam. We met, and were one in the heart's desire. Together we came, through the wintry gloam, To the little old house by the cross-ways, home; And crossed the threshold, and kindled the fire. .. is really nice. Congrats.
The lonely road no longer I roam. We met, and were one in the heart's desire. Together we came, through the wintry gloam, To the little old house by the cross-ways, home; And crossed the threshold, and kindled the fire.. loved these lines. Beautiful poem. Thanks and congratulation to his soul for being selected this poem as the poem of the day.
Such a great poem worth reading....