by John Doyle
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December 19, 2005

Winter Trek

January 23, 2007 11:12 AM EST
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Trudging through the storm

Snow and sleet and darkness clutching at him

He thought he heard the bell for Compline

And through the trees  a faint light.

 

Were they real these sights and sounds?

Or was it only  his imagination

And a trick of the wind?

 

But it really didn't matter

As they kept him moving

Towards home

 

January 23, 2007

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Comments: 4

vijay kumar Jan 23, 2007, 12:20pm EST
This is a splendid poem! I am really in love with it. ' But it really didn't matter as they kept him moving towards home.'... I read these lines again and again and find meanings and meanings. The mystic value impresses me. The sound, the light that guide the life on earth...Beautiful, John.
John F Walter Jan 23, 2007, 1:47pm EST
A mysterious poem about a man in the middle of cold nature trying to make sense of his journey home, that gives us the shivers. Really great use of spare atmospheric language, as well as the way you make the figure doubt his senses, but never his destination.
Cheryl W. Jan 23, 2007, 7:34pm EST
Wonderful poem, John..

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