Sunday, April 24, 2011

The Hallway


The Hallway

I didn’t make it to the place I thought I would
What seemed like a simple journey forward
Has ended with me here
Staring at the floor
No one else to get me to the destination
Impediments and hesitations
Have left me here in this place
The place where no one sees my face
And I can’t see the Beauty right beside of me
The dust and dim have hidden him
The silence just keeps calling me friend
Yet my right hand is still on the wheel
My direction is still toward the goal surreal
I sense a helper coming from way beyond
A fuzzy figurine, the green, the frond
The changing autumn leaves are not a sign of impending winter
They are a sign that death will splinter
I will make it to my home
I will make it to where my heart can roam
Though my body stays in this silence
I will make it…
I will make it…
My right hand still rests on this turning wheel

K, Duane Carter 4-24-11

Image by Greg Laychak.  Written for Onestoppoetry.com Photo Challenge.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

The Walk


The Walk

I traveled a pavement path today
It took me to recent, distant past
Many things arose
The good, the bad, and yes, the ugly
Yet, these things had no hold, no hold
They could gain no hallowed ground
For there was something greater still
That took the past and drowned
It
The greater was the present
It was the sunshine radiating off all alive
The skies so rich with blue
The green of the new leaves on the trees
The wind was whispering new
Songs of life and hope and peace and love
All of these things were more than enough
To erase the past, to place it where it should be
I think I’ll simply rest beneath this tree
Slipping as a dream into my future 


K, Duane Carter 4-23-11