WFSC Creative Writing Facilitators Mike Deregowski and Kelsey Hoople challenge you to participate in national poetry month. 1 poem per day for 30 days with no working ahead. 😉
Overall theme 'The Great Escape'.
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Day 27 | April 27th | Path Less Travelled
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27. Path Less Travelled
Dust settles and my way is clear
All around just silence
Nothing moves, there’s no one near
No gate, no chains, no fence.
The engine purrs and I decide
Head into the setting sun
Bright yellow metal is my ride
Off-roading is always fun.
Secondary gravel roads – my goal
My mind and thoughts unravelled
Open space to calm my soul
I take the path less travelled.
(c) Linda J. Pedley 04/28/2020
Path Less Travelled
I thought I knew what I wanted to be
Followed a generational path
I chose to follow than to lead
Never stopped to think of the aftermath
Two opportunities approached me at the same time
The first was familiar and easy
The other had challenges I wasn’t sure I could climb
Having to decide made me queasy
I chose the easy way out
The simple path
The easy route
To me it was basic math
Looking back
I wish I chose the first
The less travelled path
The regret I carry is my curse
I am not challenged here
Nothing new to try
Nothing to fear
Nothing to satisfy
​​​​​​​​​©April 28, 2020 J.E. McKnight
Path Less Travelled
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I can see the sun as it kisses your brow,
Drawing those beads of sweat as sweetly
As the caress of long lost lovers; how
Beautiful it seems in this place, so desolate and free;
Free from those desires of succulence and life,
The price paid by rainforest and bog.
Here, beauty is mired in strife,
And the torment of the burning sun-to-fog.
You took these steps, setting yourself on this trail long ago,
Back where it diverged in the wood of some distant land.
Amidst the sun and blue sky, your were given one of two to go;
And you, well you took this path less travelled, by sleight of hand.
And it brought you…