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| Photo by Johannes Plenio |
The path
They tell me that an elephant never forgets.
So, I start the search for that sweet path leading to your heart
High-rise buildings, narrow streets, and unforgivable stop lights,
how could I forget those masterpieces?
The shrieking sound, the unforgiven horns, those biting words,
how could I forget the path?
The water rumbling under the bridge, a threat to the people who make a living
out of noise, prickle scattered along the way, make no difference; it’s all in a day's work,
for I am steadfast in the journey, looking, searching for the pathway to your heart.
My heart still shivers, as the wait is this long, though I fear not the journey,
I will tag along searching for the long-lost love, the one who loves me back.
Like a war, persevere, and the trophy in sight, the dream of the long journey
melts in the snow
I never desist. I won't resist, for the prize is mine, the journey is mine,
and I hope the day will soon be mine when the heart of love
will overpower my thoughts and the winner exclaims,
"The journey is over, the trophy won."
I will have no argument
Because there will be nothing to argue about.
The taste of victory is sweet. I have found the path
to my true love, and I am satisfied.
© Dennis Williams
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| Dennis Williams |
Dennis Williams is a writer and Poet from Rural St. Catherine, Jamaica. He is looking forward to a good “publish 25”. Dennis is deeply grateful to all the editors of magazines and journals who saw his work, took the time to read and appreciate it, and then included it in their prestigious publications. He would like to give a big shout-out to the editors of Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Academy of the Heart and Mind, Literary Heist, Active Muse, Rundelania Magazine, and Literary Cocktail Magazine for helping him bring his dream to life.
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