Men

Up the lawn and across the field

Into the longing world of men

I once crossed.

Far beyond the golden meadow

Further than the great river

I once went.

There, the clouds of silver in the sky

Became grey misty smoke of despair

I once felt.

The journey that I took went further

And as I dwelt with them many days

I cried.

Up the lawn and across the field

Into the lost world of men

I’ve once been.

Carriers of joy there were none

And little love there I found

I once knew.

I saw them curled upon themselves

Letting the bright sunlight pass by

I once held.

They would not hear any kindly word

Only in offence to themselves

I beheld.

Dark clouds now loom o’er

I am as sorrowful as can be

I cling.

A light that cannot be seen

A life that will now conquer

Has taken over me.

Up the lawn and across the field

Into the despairing world of men

I once crossed.

Cries of pain, cries of sorrow

Cries of anger and everything’s slow

I saw.

There I dwelt many a year, and these times

Times spent and lost at expense

I know.

I once knew a boy that came from this land

Faraway into the country he remained

I understood.

There is better than just sitting here

Lingering over this desk and doing nothing

I’m blind.

Yes, once I crossed into the land of distrust

And darkness and bleak thoughts came on me

I should have turned around when time there was

I know.

Reviews

[Tegon Maus]

Interesting poem... it makes me wonder what happened to you to put this in your head. I liked it... but it makes me think there is more between the lines than meets the eye.

[Nath]

I really like this, especially the last thought. When you don't like something or someplace (and can't change it), you should leave.
Excellent choice of words, well structured with the "I cling/saw/understood...".
Great poem!

[Brandon S. Whitten]

Excellent read and write.