Drinking Under the Moon

"Poetry and hums aren't things which you get, they're things which get you. All you can do is go where they can find you" – A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh

Old Steps

Do not make for the old path you trod to my heart,

it is worn and sad.

The vessels that took you there are rotten

moored for too long.

Do not look to the past to guide you there,

Unknowing, plod on.

Like a desert the landscape changes with the storms,

the old horizon is gone.

The footsteps you took are filled with sand

Unknowing, plod on

Their holes poured in by another’s hand.

you’ll see i’m not wrong

My love,  in your absence, he’s won.

With soft smile lines

And hair of stiltskin spun gold

He, my saving song.

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One comment on “Old Steps

  1. chrisnelson61
    November 28, 2014

    Something of the Romantic about this. I like how the ‘new’ is somewhat ambiguous – is it a person or a stae of mind. Well written.

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