Inspired By Shadow of the Past - I Too Have Walked Blind

I TOO HAVE WALKED BLIND ~~~~~~~~~ I too have walked blind, the pitch darkness, I learned, was in my mind. Momentarily, my mind had fumbled. I voiced a "grumble". In that instant, I found the block, the light returned, I did not stumble. The block was the deaths of many! Innocents facing death, mental trauma. I pondered, look to my muse, she too is confused, I look into her eyes, there I read words, ancient words! She guides my quill, it scribes. "They no not what they do"! She looked at me and said, "I too now seek respite, though I will rest I'm pleased, we both can see the light we must follow, the fight for what is right". I was left alone, my pondering done, I sought my pillow, it holds fantasies. For a few hours in them, I shall wallow. To you Shadow of the Past, the world, I wish a safe goodnight! Let the morrow's light guide you, us all, to a life free of hate, wars and sorrow!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Thomas Avatar
March 1, 2018 at 1:40 PM
(sigh...) Mick I'm sorry I'm noticing that all the comments and replies I left on a certain day are all now missing. I did read this and comment; it's a beautiful poem and I'm so humbled to have been able to inspire you.
Talbot Avatar
March 1, 2018 at 3:08 PM
Shadow, No worries, you've got through, in the end, thank you, on both counts... Mick
Cunningham Avatar
February 23, 2018 at 2:12 AM
Great verse Mick, we all encounter the dreaded block sometimes. Tom
Talbot Avatar
February 23, 2018 at 2:22 AM
Thanks, Tom. We certainly do, I am probably more fortunate than some, as for me it has always been a momentary thing... Mick
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