The Signs

  

Howling winds

Slap the bitter cold across

My face

With the reality

I should have seen

Like the dirt

That blew in my eye.

 

Boots strike concrete

As I walk this path

With a sound

I begin to recognize

But finally hear

What it’s been

Telling me all along.

 

I view the blue sky

And begin to feel

A strange connection

Like we are

One in the same

Then I see

The similarities.

                        

                            Suddenly all the signs

Becomes one enigma

Telling me where my destiny lies.

Reviews

[Angel Bird]

Great write! It got a wonderful rhythm - it looks even somewhat like a song to me.

Oh, there are so many road signs and direction shields. They tell us which road to take to get to our destination, but don't tell about the state of the road nor about how many sharp and bad curves lie ahead. Such we'll learn only gradually on our journey, and are not always prepared for the danger lurking on the way...

-- Howling winds

-- Slap the bitter cold across

-- My face

-- With the reality

-- I should have seen

-- Like the dirt

-- That blew in my eye.


I especially like this stanza. Great work!

[Sheila Kline]

Dale.........a striking write with a beautiful ending!!
Very well done!
Sheila

[Anita B Jacques]

I'm glad you found your way, great write, no need to say more, I was under the spell. Thank you for sharing,
and becoming my friend. God Bless

[closed account]

soooo nice... this was an amazing write
I got goose bumps at the end, so
inspiring, so lovely...

wonderful wonderful work.

*clapping hands* this deserves a standing ovation...

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The imagery in this was striking! I could feel the sensations as I read.
The idea of going from feeling downtrodden and lost to finding destiny's Saddle is a powerful point of transformation in people. It's nice to see a poem that brings that to life so well!

Tara M Stone

[Winter McPherson]

This is so intriguing! It left me thirsty for more......I just wanted it to keep going on and on and get lost in it and find out exactly what it is talking about. That's ALWAYS a good write. When the reader is begging for more!
Good job!

[Philosophile. (Maddy)]

Quite a potent piece! I could hear the boots on the ground. You don't use many words, and it's wonderful how (with what little you say) I feel like I'm seeing a story take place! That's the mark of a good piece. I love how you remark on the sky as having similarities with you. Beautiful.

[Jane Doe]

Absolutely beautiful and poignant like so much of your writing. Great rhythm and pace, an excellently crafted piece.

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A strong piece. Nothing held back. Your words pulled me right in and the ending was fascinating. Yes, signs are all around us, everyday. Just a matter of opening our spiritual eyes and really looking but sometimes life does slap us around a bit when we don't have a clue and destiny is tired of waiting to be fulfilled. Nice work.

[Celtic Cat]

Dang, I wish the signs pointing to my destiny would all erect themselves out of the earth. Excellent cowboy write. Love this piece.... and the dirt in it.

[Helen Woodward]

As with all your work, thiis is well-structured with no obscurity...a pet hate of mine, I think when you write peope should not have to guess your message and yours is clear. Sometimes when we are told to follow our hearts it can be the wrong advice because our hearts are as fragile as egg-shell. Here you seem very positive and in control.
Nicely done Dale...
Helen :-)