Category: Free Verse
Taking the Backroads
My youthful dreams walked
A thousand miles
Through your summer dust
Your jagged face pressed
Against my calloused feet
Your solitude, a reservoir
For so many unwritten thoughts
I cried the day
They covered you in black
And carried away my innocents
On the back of their empty promises
Transitions
Ah yes there’s the rub; life’s small transitions
A birth to youth, youth to age, age to death
Much too quickly my brothers and sisters
Have passed through their veil of reality
And now join the orchestra of rapture
Too quickly I follow their lanterns glow
Sing to me a song, my Angels of grief
I can’t remember my life from before
Carefree and chasing the forever more
Regrets
I am so sorry mother
I was consumed by my youth
Maybe I did not love you
Quite as much as you deserved
My life devoured my thoughts
Tomorrow was far away
I didn’t understand how much
I would miss not seeing you
In the End
What will my final years bring I wonder
Will I set here and stare at the blank walls
Reliving days of my youthful glory
While waiting for my final curtain call
Or rush to the fray with all my fury
To fight for every breath and take it all
Chisel my own epitaph on my stone
“A life well lived, he did not die alone”
Jerry Brotherton 