It's Midnight On the Erie Canal

It's midnight on the Erie Canal,
And I'm alone,
Going home,
Wood Creaks,
I seek,
Something,
To bring,
Peace,
Unrealistically black sky,
And it's quiet,
Too quiet,
No cliche' intended,
No sound to me is candid,
Upon this water,
As I mutter,
Words that reassure,
My destination has not found me,
And though my fear has not yet bound me,
My nerves are shot,
But fear is not,
An option yet for me,
I must stay strong, 
It won't be long, 
Uncertain though,
But all I know,
Is that it's midnight on the Erie Canal,
And I'm alone, going home.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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April 20, 2016 at 1:25 AM
Matthew, nicely done. Glad to read your poem today. XoX *Linda*"
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March 3, 2011 at 9:53 AM
I am enjoying reading the many diverse poems written by the many wonderful poets writing and sharing here at PoetrySoup today. I am happy that yours was among the ones I had the pleasure to read Matthew. Love, Carol
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March 2, 2011 at 5:36 PM
Great topic loneliness...Sara
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