Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

as I walk down life's road it parts, leading me to make a choice
turn toward the uncertain beauty of the future
or the familiar path of lonely ,and the echoes of my own voice
your sirens song and silver laugh are quite the lure


turn toward the uncertain beauty of the future
shiver in anticipation of the touch of our bodies
your sirens song and silver laugh are quite the lure
run swiftly away from life out to pasture

shiver in anticipation of the touch of our bodies
one warm gentle kiss soft and moist
leave my past at the crossroads and head for sunny skies
as I walk down life's road it parts, leading me to make a choice

nice write snowbird, oops- ahh great place to heal snt it? good luck with choices, it can be tricky! smile

An impressive poem.

creativesoul
in the words of rush even if i refuse to choose i still have made a choice
thanks always for your feedback makes me feel accepted
which always feels good
thanks dadio
this was an attempt at a french form the pantoum

write on
snowbirdman

i had not read this poem
i did not know you used the word crossroads
but there is a slight similar vibe

leaving it

i was thinking more of a blues song vibe

i love the blues thanks for reading

Great poem...lonely in its creativity.

regards,


ed

the journey is perplexing at times....due I feel, to its random nature....we make choices here and there, but I often wonder who's in control.....but loved ones, ones that can empathize, sure make the trek richer.......nice work

ed
much thanks for responding
saw
i wonder about control too but know it probably isn't me
thanks so much for the positive feedback
write on
dave