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Post by Robert Stephen Herrick on Mar 12, 2012 8:36:05 GMT -5
This is a new poem from myself for any who have had a sense of wanderlust.
To Wonder Along the Broken Path By Robert Stephen Herrick
Aimless nights and clouded days fill the heart from distant ways as the mind roves upon the broken path searching for logic, love and lust daring the seasons due to mistrust.
But, nay to the day and then the night just might cover over life with the stars, so see the seas with a searching and feel the warmth yearning.
And, watch out for illumination to wander along the broken path with its gold pieces and stones all scattered here and there without even knowing why nor where.
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Post by madness on Apr 5, 2012 7:24:37 GMT -5
Ah! This, as always from you, is well worded and stirring. I am one who has spent a good chunk of life submitting to wanderlust and this poem rings true. You capture it well and I'm afriad I don't have much to give you for improvement. There is a typo though, as you have put "The The" in this line: and the the night just might.
Good work, hope to see you at the Flash Fiction contest next Wednesday.
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