By The Wayside. (Metaphor)

by Steven Beesley   Jun 27, 2006


By The Wayside (Metaphor):

Gone are the glory days,
now like sand and dirt by the wayside.
Worn and tired, full
of lines and pot holes.

A path that was once
trod by so many happy
and merry souls, now lies
so desolate and bear.

A well traveled route that
was once important to all
scholars and journeymen
alike, nows lays stark and barren.

Only the tall grass and the
mourning wind stays to try and
provide some company, but
they are silent companions.

No more will times of
noise and haste, the friendly
chatter of travelers grace this
long forgotten and discarded trail.

Steven Beesley (C)

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  • 17 years ago

    by Tracy D Rollings

    Excellent poem great flow and brings back memories of old and forgotten roads I once traveled,. great write joy to read , your friend Tracy dean 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Melpomene

    Liked this alot found it to be an interesting read and the title was eye capturing. The word choice was amazing and the flow was just brilliant. Well done on a nicely written poem~mel

  • 17 years ago

    by Chris Rodriguez

    When I read this poem, it has a way of traping you inside of it almost like experiencing and feeling exactly what is written. The trail that you describe I can relate to as the journey of life and the road that has already been traveled. It is bare and desolate when tamed and has nothing much to offer. Great poem.

  • 18 years ago

    by Laura

    Very powerful and great flow!
    Always very original.

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