Michael Wise Poet Rhyme

A Wanderer Passing Through

In bleak and dreary
time and space
I am a wanderer passing through

I ask for nothing
in my travels
but to sojourn here with you

I will not tarry
very long
for there are many miles hence

By horse, by wagon
and by foot
through deserts dry and forests dense

Over mountains
miles high
on places rough where one can slip

Through valleys deep
and hollows dark
no easy passage on this trip

And you are welcome
stranger, friend
to take this journey by my side

For this old weary
vagabond
of loneliness would stem the tide

Whichever way
your choice will go
this traveler shall soon depart

For I must wander
'til I find
that place of rest inside my heart

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Mystic Rose Rose January 5, 2019 at 5:26 PM Your poem is soft and comforting, thank you for sharing it. Michael Wise January 5, 2019 at 6:35 PM Why thank u! I appreciate that! :)

Heidi Sands January 5, 2019 at 6:26 AM Very nice poem Michael. Flows well and takes the reader on a peaceful journey. Nice rhyming :) Michael Wise January 5, 2019 at 7:38 AM Many thanks to you Heidi! :)

P.S. Awtry January 4, 2019 at 10:46 PM I enjoyed this poem and really like the form. Very nicely done. Michael Wise January 5, 2019 at 7:38 AM Thank u P.S. :)

Caren Krutsinger January 4, 2019 at 9:49 PM A wonderful poem about wanderlust, I think it is exceedingly sweet that you have taken the reader on the journey also. Michael Wise January 5, 2019 at 7:38 AM A journey is always better with good company. :)