The Lonely Road Poem by Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

The Lonely Road

Rating: 3.3


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.

Monday, February 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: lonely
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 23 September 2017

Such a great poem worth reading....

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Edward Kofi Louis 09 February 2015

Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.

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Souren Mondal 11 February 2016

I agree with you...

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doug scotney 31 May 2018

Seine Lehrjahre kaput! ....

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Susan Williams 23 September 2017

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.

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Kayode Are 23 September 2017

The road is never lonely but the sojourner tires and sulks home.

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Anil Kumar Panda 23 September 2017

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.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 23 September 2017

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.

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