Gershon Wolf Poet Narrative

Just Walking That Lonely Road

He walks the loneliest road
  Where he's from is buried in snow
Where he's going, it's long ago
  Just walking that lonely road

Life didn't start out that way
  Married his best girl on a sunny day
Never knew how love could betray
  Walking the loneliest road

Slammed the screen door, up and left town
  On a plastered face, his mustachioed frown
He'd been high up -- he'd come all the way down
  Just walking that lonely road

The years went by, lines creased his face
  His back bent from hard labor's disgrace
No longer could he keep up the pace
  Walking the loneliest road

One day they found him, not far from the road
  His body stiff from alcohol's load
A stubborn man's death, not hard to decode
  Just walking that lonely road

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Caren Krutsinger November 21, 2021 at 4:46 PM "No longer could he keep up the pace Walking the loneliest road" this is poignant.

Debra L Brown November 17, 2021 at 11:21 AM Sad, Life's journey for some is like this. While other's they can win the lottery 3 times. I guess this is the hand your dealt with in life. Well thought out poem ~ Debbie

Bill Baker November 17, 2021 at 11:00 AM I really like the phrase, "Mustachioned frown" and the recurring last line of each verse. A sad and deadly path to take, and sader still that so many choose it. Then again, they're many lessons alone that road. A poet friend, Bill

Mike Gentile November 17, 2021 at 5:39 AM I see a song in this one GW! Well done! I especially like " Where he's going, it's long ago" lots of thought to ponder there! Gershon Wolf November 17, 2021 at 6:12 PM Mike, I had a melody in mind when I wrote it, a C&W type, but it drifted down that lonely road a ways, and now I can't get it back for the life of me. Thanks for the astute observation, and Season's Best, Gershon

Anselmo Boles November 16, 2021 at 8:13 PM Like walking in the dark blindfolded, it's impossible for anyone to envision fate's harsh judgement. Sadness in truth G.W. Peace...ab

Unseeking Seeker November 16, 2021 at 8:01 PM No happy ending like came back on the rebound and new love found? Alas, very few can accept, shrug and move on. Great narrative here, Gershon