Login
|
Join PoetrySoup
Home
Submit Poems
Login
Sign Up
Member Home
My Poems
My Quotes
My Profile & Settings
My Inboxes
My Outboxes
Soup Mail
Contest Results/Status
Contests
Poems
Poets
Famous Poems
Famous Poets
Dictionary
Types of Poems
Quotes
Short Stories
Articles
Forum
Blogs
Poem of the Day
New Poems
Resources
Syllable Counter
Anthology
Grammar Check
Greeting Card Maker
Classifieds
Member Area
Member Home
My Profile and Settings
My Poems
My Quotes
My Short Stories
My Articles
My Comments Inboxes
My Comments Outboxes
Soup Mail
Poetry Contests
Contest Results/Status
Followers
Poems of Poets I Follow
Friend Builder
Soup Social
Poetry Forum
New/Upcoming Features
The Wall
Soup Facebook Page
Who is Online
Link to Us
Member Poems
Poems - Top 100 New
Poems - Top 100 All-Time
Poems - Best
Poems - by Topic
Poems - New (All)
Poems - New (PM)
Poems - New by Poet
Poems - Random
Poems - Read
Poems - Unread
Member Poets
Poets - Best New
Poets - New
Poets - Top 100 Most Poems
Poets - Top 100 Most Poems Recent
Poets - Top 100 Community
Poets - Top 100 Contest
Famous Poems
Famous Poems - African American
Famous Poems - Best
Famous Poems - Classical
Famous Poems - English
Famous Poems - Haiku
Famous Poems - Love
Famous Poems - Short
Famous Poems - Top 100
Famous Poets
Famous Poets - Living
Famous Poets - Most Popular
Famous Poets - Top 100
Famous Poets - Best
Famous Poets - Women
Famous Poets - African American
Famous Poets - Beat
Famous Poets - Cinquain
Famous Poets - Classical
Famous Poets - English
Famous Poets - Haiku
Famous Poets - Hindi
Famous Poets - Jewish
Famous Poets - Love
Famous Poets - Metaphysical
Famous Poets - Modern
Famous Poets - Punjabi
Famous Poets - Romantic
Famous Poets - Spanish
Famous Poets - Suicidal
Famous Poets - Urdu
Famous Poets - War
Poetry Resources
Anagrams
Bible
Book Store
Character Counter
Cliché Finder
Poetry Clichés
Common Words
Copyright Information
Grammar
Grammar Checker
Homonym
Homophones
How to Write a Poem
Lyrics
Love Poem Generator
New Poetic Forms
Plagiarism Checker
Poetics
Poetry Art
Publishing
Random Word Generator
Spell Checker
Store
What is Good Poetry?
Word Counter
Email Poem
Your IP Address: 18.222.115.179
Your Email Address:
Required
Email Address Not Valid.
To Email Address:
Email Address Not Valid.
Required
Subject
Required
Personal Note:
Poem Title:
Poem
I made a U turn at dusk as dark night creeps upon me I tried to catch my breath from the horrible smell that was stifling me inside I did not know which way to turn but my intuition was my guide It led me towards the west where I could ultimately take a rest But when I got there I stumbled upon an entrance to the park Which led me to wander from dusk into the dark I met a woman and her son at the entrance who had just returned from a distance I inquired about the road ahead if it was a dead end and they instructed me to take a left at the pond to get to the other side of the park I ran down the hill looking clearly at everything A man and his two children passed me by with just a nod and a sarcastic smile Another man rode by quickly on a bike and nod his head and forced out a gentle smile A man woman and a child wearing red tea-shirts came along without a greeting or a song Of a truth red doesn't blend well in nature this color is danger I walked along the path and met a young man with a big dog I asked him about the pond and he said to continue right along The pond is important to me because it marks my destiny If I find my way to the pond I know in which direction to land I hesitantly walked down the path because a children's playground stood up in the middle of the road It curved my steps and slowed me down A man creeps up slowly behind so I stood at the side and watched him walked into his predicted destiny Shortly a woman and her dog approached and greeted me gently She had a kind and authentic smile she is a woman with a good heart I watched the man walking in front of me until he moved to the other side Once again I continued on my directed journey I looked at the houses as I walked by some with big backyards and barbecue grills But no smell was coming from the kitchens I wonder where all those people could have been Some houses had lights but others were pitched dark There was one house with a compass attached to the back door I am not superstitious but I am cognizant of superstitious activities so I start wondering what the compass was all about As I reached the bend a woman jumped out from the other side of the road and start running in-front of me two more women came down the hill and joined me on the path When they came down the hill I recognized the road I have been on this road before and the pond was just insight. I passed by the pond and more women greeted me along the track They were returning from the other side of the road I passed the pond and heard the turkeys grumbling in the bushes They were perhaps mating and taught that I was intruding As soon as I reached the bend to cross the river I pounced upon a group of teen aged boys returning from a joy ride one had bandanna around his head and the others looked like they were in a mess The two women ventured off my path and I was free again to wander in the dark I just needed the time alone where no was around me Really no one was insight there was no sound and everything was silent all around Something hanging from the trees caught my attention to an in-depth degree I gazed on it from afar then walked up in the bushes and took a closer look at it Several cocoons spun from white silk surround by pupas of several moth I stared upon them as if a message was sealed up inside waiting to birth a new life It was a powerful moment I could feel my heart racing so I walked quickly out of the bushes and continue on the path. The more I walk the more cocoon I saw in the trees they were real as can be. I walked up the road to venture on the other side of town And there I tumbled upon the cross roads I took off my shoe and walked around in a circle contemplating the cocoon miracle I gazed along the path and saw a man struggling along in the dark He walked passed me and continue his journey towards the East I went back to the crossroads and scribble a note on a piece of paper I didn't know where to take it but I know that it should be delivered I hurried along the track to get to the other side of town before it was pitch black With the message I scribbled at the crossroads If you turn the drawing of the crossroads upside down it will bear the message of the cross If you turn it in another direction it will show you a compass of the land I delivered the message at the cross upon God's order and continue my journey On my way out I picked up a piece of paper and when I looked at it this morning it was consistent to the message bearer The tree positions in all directions had cocoon hanging from their branches All roads leads to the same main road No matter which way you turn Whether you run, walk or drive you will all end up on the same main road. Cocoons are hibernating every where.
CAPTCHA Preview
Type the characters you see in the picture
Required