Victor Buhagiar Poet Free verse

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Footprints In the Mud

Has she been sleep walking all her life?
Or has her frustrated volition taken the upper hand
And determined what she should remember
Or what she should best forget?
     What was their life like, when as children
     They loved to race each other in muddy fields,
     Leaving their footprints in the wet clay?
     There, his strides were deeper than hers 
     For he was stout, and she was thin.
But as time passed the length of each heavy step got shorter,
Their days grew lonelier and lonelier.
Until in the muddy field there was but one set of strides.
            Then the rains came
            And wiped all footprints from the field of mud.

30 April 2021

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Malabika Ray Choudhury May 8, 2021 at 5:55 PM Congratulations, Victor, on your win with this poignant poem. It's beautiful, and touching - remind wiped footprints in our life. I would be very much interested to read your Nightingale poem. BW ~ Mala

Sam Kauffman May 5, 2021 at 12:06 PM Very poignant and melancholy Victor remembering the lost footsteps of treasured ones who longer walk with us. Congratulations on your win!

Christuraj Alex May 4, 2021 at 10:43 AM Beautiful!

Paula Goldsmith May 4, 2021 at 9:26 AM Congratulations on your win. A wonderful story/write. I really enjoyed it. Have a blessed day...................

Carolyn Devonshire May 4, 2021 at 7:41 AM Our journeys through life are fleeting and at some point we may lose the companions on whom we rely. You did a remarkable job of describing our journeys and the way time and nature eradicate the marks we left behind. There were many extraordinary poems in this contest. Congratulations on a well-deserved win! And thank you for supporting the contest. Hugs, Carolyn

Ann Gilmour May 1, 2021 at 6:21 AM Very strong imagery Victor ~ I can feel the sadness within your words. With kindest thoughts Ann xx wks

Sara Kendrick May 1, 2021 at 4:06 AM Emotive and expressive work. A good use of metaphors. I feel the pain in the work. Thanks for your visits. Sara

Judy Ball April 30, 2021 at 7:52 PM There is an untold story here of childhood friends who played and raced through the fields. As they grew older the footprints became just one set and then even that set disappeared. A bitter sweet end to the story. Well done. God Bless, JB

Evelyn Judy Buehler April 30, 2021 at 7:51 PM Seems that life is full of change, and memories of the people we once knew. I love your brilliant portrayal of this loss as vanishing footsteps, Victor. :)

Andrea Dietrich April 30, 2021 at 5:15 PM Very good work for footprints and I like how you put them in mud. Very creative thinking, Victor.

Eve Roper April 30, 2021 at 3:00 PM You are so good at writing, this is really a winner. So many years pass and like us our loved ones leave living us to wait to see them again. Hugs

Jan Allison April 30, 2021 at 11:46 AM thought provoking piece Victor, good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx

Mike Bayles April 30, 2021 at 7:11 AM Victor, I like this poem, a good piece about aging and loss.

Mystic Rose Rose April 30, 2021 at 6:55 AM One of your most beautiful poems yet Victor. The imagery is sharp , and every word brings us to the understanding of the soul who wrote this. Thank you for sharing, your talent never ends. :)

Alexis Y. April 30, 2021 at 6:28 AM WoW! Victor, What a well written thought-provoking entry for the contest. I found it to be sad yet it gave your reader much to ponder. It looks like a great contender for the contest. Best wishes in the in the contest.Have a great day and weekend my friend- Alexis

Vijay Pandit April 30, 2021 at 5:22 AM A story brilliantly told as always --this one dwells in saddened memories. Much depth to your metaphoric ending, Victor.

Joseph May April 30, 2021 at 5:18 AM An intriguing write Victor, best wishes

Kim Rodrigues April 30, 2021 at 4:23 AM Wow! This one is fantastic! A fave for me! Hugs-a-million!

Unseeking Seeker April 30, 2021 at 2:41 AM Superb write, Victor! A path we all tread, a fate we all dread

Tom Cunningham April 30, 2021 at 2:13 AM I suppose with the passing of time all traces of our existence will be washed away. Tom

Beryl Edmonds April 30, 2021 at 2:08 AM So sad is that one’s footprints don’t last, what was, what’s been, never again to be heard or seen. Eloquently written Victor ... Belle

Joanna Daniel April 30, 2021 at 1:09 AM Thought provoking write on the footprints of life:)