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Walking Alone

I have not walked the path taken by the crowd
Or seen the things as others have viewed.
All joy is now drowned in a spring of sorrow,
And my heart cannot hear the sound of happiness
As all that I’ve loved is gone, leaving me desolate.


In the beginning of a stormy life
That was taken from good and evil,
This riddle which holds me close
From the torrents that pour from above
Washed the dregs of love remaining from my soul.

Now all that is left is to wander under this roiling sky
As the clouds take form, then break apart again
Showing once more the tints of autumn gold
Shot through with shards of passing lightening,
And it leaves me here, heart aching, not wanting to breathe.

Walking with my demons.

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Inspired by the picture --- AP name: Playjazz66

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  • guardianhost gold member
    July 31
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    Dark,

    We all have our Demons, mine I try to keep locked away.
    Great expression, vivid - thank you for writing and posting


  • Sweet Impatience gold member
    August 10, 2008

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    I thought that I had commented on this one before. perhaps not. sorry I missed this one. we all walk with our demons, its how we deal with them that makes us who we are. our path in life is just that, ours no one elses, no one can walk it except us. but are we ever truly alone?

    excellent take on the prompt

    kat


  • Rheea gold member
    August 8, 2008
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    I remember when you wrote and did not use prompts and words like stormy... I would write this way not you. You wrote about your father's hands abouth strength and the world. you are poofy here. This is my verdict hit the delete. Where the hell did you get off of the bus Jim? Where did you put down your wonderful pen?


    • playjazz67
      August 11, 2008
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      Just following your lead my dear, following your delightful lead. (I got off the bus just on the W side of Lake Washington in Seattle... #43)


      • Rheea gold member
        August 12, 2008
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        There you are thought I had lost you for a while now that smart ass remark is you =). oh following me huh ..leg watching were you? oh don't answer that!!


  • aboomer silver member
    August 7, 2008

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    Love your wording and emotion in this. Full of great images, also. Goes well with the picture. And your ending is perfect!!!
    Well done!!
    best wishes in your contest.


  • crazyfoo
    August 7, 2008

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    bravo

    this poem was awesome it is written very well it paints such a beautiful picture in your mind while you read it I LOVED THIS POEM great job

  • piccola silver member
    August 7, 2008

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    So sad...the poem is beautiful in its darkness. I'm trying to listen to happy music in order to lift my spirits at the same reading the sad poetry. sigh. Nice job though


    • playjazz67
      August 7, 2008
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      Thank you for such a terrific comment. The photo image was one of a selection shown to me and it spoke. Music always works for me Jim

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