Away Down the Trail

The golden orb fades beyond the far ridge of trees, 
purple dusk wins the fight
The cold settles in the marrow of the bone

The long lonely trail calls my name

Twilight trail winds amongst the spruce
Dogs surge forward smelling home, respite
The final upwelling seeking sanctuary

The long lonely trail calls my name

The wolf cries his lament
His mate repeats the refrain
A challenge calls from the distant peak

The long lonely trail calls my name

A glow in the clearing up ahead promises comfort, assures warmth
Lazy smoke rises from a half hidden chimney, home
Frozen fingers tingle in anticipation 

The long lonely trail calls my name

Dogs left behind in the yard yip a welcome
The door of the cabin flies open spilling welcome across the snow and ice
A figure steps out

 The long lonely trail calls my name
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Herrick Avatar
August 9, 2019 at 8:47 PM
Vivid, poignant imagery with words that make great bedfellows.
Rv Avatar
February 14, 2018 at 8:35 AM
Your words are classic, so lucid and the refrain makes this read so nicely.. just beautiful :)
Pigeon Tart Avatar
September 23, 2017 at 2:36 PM
Beautiful pen Trisha! Rich with a real classic feel, a wonderful read. Cheers! xomo
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