Barren LandA Poem by John Prophet
Barren land!
Alone in a desolate place. Hot dusty world devoid of comfort. Contact. Ending on a sour note. Not how it began. Green bountiful full of promise. Much to learn. Yet possibilities abound. The journey begins. Pot holes, pitfalls along the way. Walking into walls. Move around continue on. Undaunted, pressing on. Locked doors. Wrong turns. Pettiness. Fall down. Get up. Fall down. Get up. Left, right decisions to make. Paths forward. Which one? Hourglass shape, sand passing through. No going back. Wrong path. Now what? Time running out. Soon. End of the road. Hot dusty desolate road. © 2024 John Prophet |
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Added on May 21, 2024 Last Updated on May 21, 2024 AuthorJohn ProphetNHAboutJohn Prophet is considered by many in the literary community to be the Salvador Dalí of poetry. His rough-hewn unfettered style mimics the artist’s unconventional view of perceived rea.. more..Writing
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