Out beyond the highway's bustle,
beyond the people and the crime
lies a place of few distractions;
a place out of this space and time.
A wee road through the heather winds,
where the bracken and roses grow.
When my heart is hurting like now,
oh, how I long to simply go.
Here perhaps my cold heart would heal.
Here perhaps the teardrops would dry.
Here I could bury rejection,
try the world again with a sigh.
In a list
A contest entry
- Beyond This Road... Picture Inspired by Frodofan.
600 points, ended January 31, 2008, 11 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I am so honored to have won gold.
The picture was intriguing and captured my imagination right away. Congrats to all the winners.
Wolfie -
Beautiful
A beautiful and heartfelt poem. Good imagery and congrats on winning the gold.
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Just running through once more before the final decision. Thanks again for entering.
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very descriptive, I enjoyed it. nice write.
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Awww, *holds you close* It will be okay. Just get out all the pain, Mommy Wolfie. Good luck on all your contests.
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Yes a Good Take!
You picture the road beyond, a [place of retreat, a pause a get-away, to make some emotional adjustments before returning to the hoohaa of life again. A nice take on the prompt!
Well done,
David
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This is exactly how that road is! Very very fitting piece. I can definently relate to it. Thanks for entering. Nicely done.
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Your touching poem expresses how I feel about wanting to get away from the crowds and traffic to a peaceful place where one can think.
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this is such a powerful take on the promi could close my eyes and image it all. i loved this well done mommy wolfie and best of luck
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