Prayer for Travelers (Life's Path)

[Jack of Hearts]

Come unravelled earthen spool,
a threaded path densed by woods;
if there in, a wayward shadow,
be kind to it; be good.

The glower of few lanterns
light the way, the darkened space;
at dim edges, ghost lit visage
of those passing through this place.

The night is cold, the harvest moon,
a howling wind begins to raise;
A word of warmth serves flesh like fire
for those passing through this place.

[Bar22do]

I'm just passing through this place my friend... ah. Traveling isn't easy and Europe so cold! when I read "be good" in a poem it warms my heart. Best to you and thanks for sharing, JofH! Bar

[Buh4Bee]

Jack- I'm not one to critique a poem, so I'll just say I liked this one. But I tend to enjoy what you write.

[hillwalker]

Brilliant imagery - a path unravelling through a forest like an unspooling ribbon.

There's a sense of desolation in this piece that suggests that lanterns or the warmth of a fireside provide scant comfort to these particular travellers.

Some of the phrasing is unconventional but it adds to the charm and timelessness of the poem. Nicely done.

H

[Delta40]

I like the wonderful picture painted here JoH. Very strong and a chill went up my spine.

[Jack of Hearts]

Thanks for reading, guys. And for being so kind in your responses.






J