That path

That path

A Poem by marlayesterday

That Path
The dewdrops sing a chorus mean,
of silver, on beds of vivid green,
and I notice a trail.
A slug's path winding, and frail. 
I must follow this path you see,
I know it leads to a place I'd like to be.
Delicate, soft, tip-toe trudge,
not wanting to mar snail's imprinted sludge. 
For if I molest this crooked mark, 
it may disappear, gone, in this sleeping park.
Lazy sun yawns upon my face,
a drunk pull in my mind, this fog-hazed place.
Ever keeping my eyes on the way ahead,
it leads me on this path it bled.
Sleepy tinged air all around,
I try to stay awake, upright, aground.
Further and further and further it goes,
into the dark woods, this path, it glows.
Eyes mercilessly glued to the line,
if I tarry onward, all will be fine.
Cool branches beckon, sway, creak,
I'm unable to breathe, my knees, weak.
Gulping in life, I enter by the bushes,
this call to me won't leave, onward it pushes
to a sharp left and then 
an opening, a pulsing again. 
With each step I have taken,
awkward dreams begin to awaken, 
or are they memories I am not sure.
As I follow sluggish trail, on this forest floor,
no twigs seem to snap, no leaves give a rustle, 
not a move, not a sound, no normal woods bustle.
I walk for miles and miles it seems
a memory, a chance, a chase of dreams.
Fragrance of laughter, loss and despair
on this meandering, slithering path to nowhere.

© 2012 marlayesterday


Author's Note

marlayesterday
Obviously this is not finished yet.. just wanted to put it up.

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I missed your wonderful poetry and pen...This is pulsing again...:)..........................

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

marlayesterday

9 Years Ago

Well, I have been writing more often recently! And I have some things writ that I have yet to publis.. read more
Sami Khalil

9 Years Ago

You are welcome muchly...:)..........................
I like the journey you took me with in the poem. The poem had the feel of real struggle and thoughts. I like the strong description allowing the reader to feel the struggle and the sadness. I did like the realistic ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 10 Years Ago


This weaves a story do continue as it was so enjoyable ..like Alice in Wonderland..Lewis Carroll would be proud

Posted 11 Years Ago


It's the night before All Hallows Eve (or Walpurgisnacht)! Very nice imagery and a quaint, lilting verse. Scrumptious! :o)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Hope you get to complete it...i am intrigued

Posted 11 Years Ago


This had so much imagery it was like dropping a s**t load of acid at a Rolling Stones Concert!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Your power of description is fabulous I could and did picture the path you have discovered here very vividly done I'm awaiting part two!

Posted 11 Years Ago



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I write, that's all there is to it. I enjoy experiencing life. My thoughts are stories. I read, I cannot bear an ill written book. My favorite authors are Jane Austen, Stephen King, Francine Riv.. more..

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