The Waiting

It will come

Though the narrows of life seem long

And the day, a curse we weather to recall our names

It will come

 

When shouldering the mountain’s path

I yield my weight to its own regard

And the snow upon my brow, in time

will melt-

Though the river may seem endless in its journey

And the night a voice of helplessness and chance

It will come

 

And all the prayers we have left behind

Will be lost to other stones

As all we are is made from what we’ve done

And all will surely end where ends begin

The narrows in life awaiting.

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

"all we are is made from what we’ve done..." those words alone bring merit and conviction. My first read of yours...very impressive!

[Perdition]

Your first time? Where have you been?? Thank you for coming over and for reading. And of course for the kind words!

[Esther]

The poem has a simplicity I can't help envying.
"And the snow upon my brow, in time, will melt...." - a nice way to reflect the message ,"This, too, shall pass."

[Perdition]

Reaching into the simplicity of a message and we could talk diction, syntax or voice but its how I think I would like to visualize a line, It's not her "raspy or smoky" voice but rather "Her voice, like a old Ford truck with four flat tires grinding onto a gravel road"..lol. Anyway it is how I try to hand wildflowers out to the mind of the reader so thank you so much for noticing and for the kind words.

[Esther]

You're welcome

[Crowley]

Its strange, whenever I read something fantastic like this, I picture that it is being written by the a sea worn ships captain, or the General who has been travelling year just to get to the war, never mind the fact that most of those men were probably not artists or poets. But it adds to the flavor and tone. If I was on a great adventure, its something like this that I would hope to write, to lay rest those thoughts of others who may think that the journey has been nothing short of fame or fortune. Sorry, random effing review, but I really liked this and when I feel it hart as well as my mind....you did your job. Awesome.

[Perdition]

Man! How am I suppose to respond to words such as these? Not long ago I woke and I thought deeply about the madness that comes with writing and poetry and everything was telling me the mark was being missed and just as I considered it you gave me a reminder that someone was listening and that maybe, well, that it was enough to storm the madness and somehow and someway it helps you continue.. Yeah random thoughts but I needed this one today. I'll be back on Monday but for now...probably the kindest words I can remember concerning a poem of mine so thank you Mr. Crowley. A fine and true warrior of the pen you are indeed. I will take this and keep the madness going! Smiles~

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Just what I wanted for my Anniversary more waiting...more weather...more work.lol

[Perdition]

Well...Happy Anniversary! Thanks!