Poem 02- Riverfront
Oct 30, 2020
I thought it might be fun to publish some of the poetry I worked on last year during school. None of this has been seen before, all of it is original, some of it I am proud of. This one is untitled.
a Gate that always stays open
Trees that stay put and leaves that
change with the seasons
A downhill road that I have traveled before
with friends with lovers with family
the Bridge creaks and crones as I step across it t
he winding Path ahead that takes me exactly where I need to be
When I finish
the Bridge cries out once more upon my exit
the Road is now steep and tiresome the leaves have all fallen
and the Gate stays open