The Bards Trail
I chose to walk the path least traveled
if that is what you want to know
no easy yellow brick road
to show me which way I have to go
just my will to find a new tomorrow
if I somehow survive today
find another smile to booster
the dark skies as I get underway
slip by the weary huntress moon
who claims to offer easy rest
avoid the traps of despair
laid for me by the very best
stop here and there to smell
the roses and garlic too
offer my handout to a stranger
perhaps my friend it may be you
eat meagerly of bitterness
swallow pride as pride may be
drink not anger’s nectar
resist that cup of poison offered me
laugh with the little children
innocent of what’s to come
the reaper spares the babies
that’s just how it’s done
then when day kisses the night time
these weary bones will find a clovered bed
I’ll sleep the sleep of borrowed solitude
once alone I’ve had my daily weep.
Love,
CJ
I love your final verse
Once alone I’ve had my daily weep.
Excellent Job!!
Love And Peace Always..Morning Star
Love Tinka
This one is beautiful. Well done, my (((friend))).
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love your Cuz, Rose XOXO
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
these weary bones will find a clovered bed
I’ll sleep the sleep of borrowed solitude
once alone I’ve had my daily weep.
Love that verse, Fee. I really loved this tale of solitude and the feeling of new beginnings.
~hugs~
Karen
Love,
Susan
drink not anger’s nectar
resist that cup of poison offered me