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A Road Well Traveled On

I know this road, well traveled on;
I push on through the dark. 
I look for you, in hopes to find; 
But, you're still stuck in park. 
This road it goes, in twists and turns; 
It's hills go up and down.
 And, when the water fills the road;
 I swim, and watch you drown.
 I had no choice.  To travel on;"
To see, where this road goes. 
I hope this road, comes out someplace; 
Unlike the roads I know. 
I push on through, and travel on; 
This road, I speak of now. 
At last I'm there.  Out of the dark;
 Though, I can't tell you how.
 I look back down, the road from which; 
I stumbled, my way through. 
But, once again, it's dark I see;
I see no hint of you.
 Why do you stay?  On that dark road;
 That takes you where you go?
 Just take a left, next at the fork;
 Try one road,  you don't know. 
Just keep your head, held way up high.
 And, keep on forging on.
 Alas, I see,  a hint of you; 
As darkness turns to dawn.

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Robert Ronnow June 4, 2015 at 8:14 AM The title of this poem seems to reference Robert Frost's "The Road Not Taken," however, the poem it reminds me of is Frost's "Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening" because of the road/darkness motif. You may also appreciate another poem about traveling along a road or path, Robert Francis' "Stile." Both poems end-rhyme, as does yours, and may be found at www.ronnowpoetry.com. Bm Bm September 2, 2015 at 10:50 AM I so enjoy your feedback and insight. It's always a thrill to see a comment from you. Thanks for the references. I'll check them out!!:)