John B Hayes


The Path - Poem by John B Hayes

Wilderness strikes the heart,
Passion plays from the start,
Between the rivers of the mind
Fortune steps towards unkind
Thoughts emerging; blurring vision
It’s over now; whoa, intermission
Stakes its claim, we’re not
On television
No my dear it’s life
Filled with tenderness
And strife
Who but you
Could find me
Without a map
Or key
The door opens from the inside
Wide
A chasm of opportunity
Rent bear by my stupidity
A step perchance
Once taken
A moment’s glance
Forsaken
Bear with me oh child of the night
Be mine till morning light
And beyond; our road
Hath no more secrets
Untold


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  • (5/14/2006 6:58:00 PM)

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 14, 2006



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