To Love A Quiet Nothing Road Poem by Edmund V. Strolis

To Love A Quiet Nothing Road

Rating: 4.9


There is something almost spiritual about the road
The dirt road after a rain, puddles trace the years
Ribbons of water settle unsplashed and unwanted
Rusty brown, washed clean of the travelers scars

Just another piece of nowhere leading to everywhere
Silence and not a bird to break the solemn prayer
Gentle hill you swallow the road into the skies
I see her stretched loyal and always there for me

To love a quiet nothing road is everything to me
I love her as she lays waiting as constant as the sun
I have stirred the grasshoppers in playful contrast
They tickled your face and joy popped in late summer

Sunsets were best, casting long priestly shadows
The form of a content man forever going home
I will trace that clay highway again before my days are done
In perfect company with a road that waits just for me

To Love A Quiet Nothing Road
Monday, July 11, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: appreciation,peace,solitude,universe
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Theodora Onken 19 July 2016

Fell utterly in love with your road! You are quite the poet. Capturing so many elements - along this road of perfection. Such an elegant picture- -complete with emotions painting your always never ending journey to just where you want to be. Absolute perfection and with sooooooooooo much feeling! A 10.

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Nosheen Irfan 18 July 2016

After reading this poem I feel like walking a long, unending road, just walking, with no destination in mind. How the sun, rain n other elements of Nature affect a road, is beautifully captured here. This is a pretty tempting read that invites to reader to set foot on the road n travel with no particular destination in mind. It's a thoroughly spiritual n enlightening experience reading this marvelous write.

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Sarah Persson 13 July 2016

What a wonderful thought, that a road, that very road that you love and see the changes in hourly and with each passing minute, being your very own. This road can only ever be home. This is another wonderful poem and I am stunned again at your clever angles of your worldliness. Thank you Eddie

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Edmund Strolis 14 July 2016

Thank's Sarah. The solitude of these places touches me. The picture is surprisingly similar to a road near my former home.

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