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The Road Walked Down Through the Years

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The Road Walked Down Through the Years

This now, is who I truly am
as my pen takes liberty.
What now, I write is where I ‘ve been
so much there for all to see.

Good and bad, the in-betweens,
the road walked down through the years,
a panoramic display of scenes
from sunshine highs to darkened tears.

But I am not so unlike you,
you who would glance across this write.
The road you’ve walked that I never knew;
are similar roads not brought to light ?

Know me by the writes you read
and I’ll do the same for you.
Writing is our consuming need
as to ourselves we must stay true.


***Debra Guzzi,
      I was mindful of the syllable count in each line
      as we’ve discussed in the past, but I had to let my heart go on this one.
      (No reflection on your great teaching ability!!)

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  1. Date: 8/1/2010 6:16:00 PM
    ahhhhhhhh hon! I just read this I LOVE it it's too my fav's and your heart is SO evident! Light & Love..I've missed your kind heart

  1. Date: 3/11/2010 7:08:00 PM
    Wonderful words of wisdom Ace and encapsulated is a great message too.. the good and bads and in betweens are what make us mature and grow and climb to the next level of life ... experience is the best teacher... enjoyed ..luv.. "Sweetheart"

  1. Date: 3/10/2010 11:11:00 AM
    Don't you know Douglas, that is where the best poetry comes from (THE HEART). And to me that is the only way to be true to yourself and your poetry and that is to write straight from the heart. Not by syllable count. I am sure the poets of old did not sit and count there syllables just to make the page look pretty. Just my opinion but who am I. I see your sunshine in this piece dear friend. Love, Carol