Moonlight shows the path

Moonlight shows the path

A Poem by TravelinAlaskan

A hike on a Alaskan fall day.
A cool breeze, rustling grass, trees creaking as they sway.
Things are winding down, the forest is ready for its winter slumber.
Deep in the woods I find.
Peace
I walk through the days strongest light and before I know, it, is, night.
The sky dark and cold, the path becoming hard to see, I rush, to beat the darkness.
An uneasy feeling.
The beginning of fear.
My torch, dim from neglect gives false security with what is essence of light.
Shadows cast, and seen as moving things.
Heart ponds and eyes widen.
Fear.
The trail is gone, no longer seen.
The mind wanders too dark things, with glowing eyes in every scene.
My pace quickens with stumbling steps, through scratching branches.
A russell behind but nothing there.
The torch flickers, then fails.
Darkness is all there is.
Panic
Blindly stumbling and brought to knees, I beg for peace.
Crawling I search and find a tree.
A nook of roots, cradle, and comfort me.
Calm.
Sitting, looking to the sky I exclaim, help me!
Clouds crack and break. 
The moon, Full and bright.
The darkness pierced and faded yield the path so quickly taken.
                                                                                                                                             

© 2015 TravelinAlaskan


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What a beautiful piece! I love the imagery that's in place! I can see myself there and feeling those emotions of panic and seeing the moonlight! Great job!

Posted 8 Years Ago


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TravelinAlaskan

8 Years Ago

Thank you! Such kind words do inspire, creativity, and desire.
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-- wow... this is ravishing poetry... stunning images and excellent narration take the reader right into the heart of where the action is...

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TravelinAlaskan

8 Years Ago

Really?! Thank you! This is the first time I have ever let my words be read other than the few piece.. read more
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8 Years Ago

-- absolutely... this is a gorgeous piece... -- i recommended it to a friend too... -- you're very w.. read more

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TravelinAlaskan
TravelinAlaskan

I don't live in a city, or even the town, there aren't even roads where I live, my car is a boat., AK



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I've never been any good at this part but here it goes. I was born on an island in Southeast Alaska with a population of 15,000 and an airport that wasn't even on the same Island. While I was growi.. more..

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