A Select Few
Most people are only a brush against your shoulder
As you walk along life’s winding path
Some pass closer than others, some more quickly
But all passing nonetheless
There are those with which you collide, contorting your bearing
And as you reel from the impact you spin to see them waning
Into the haze, the perpetual draft of time, the fray
Often leaving you bewildered, but for only a moment
Because you must, as swiftly as you turned, continue on your way
Life will not stand dormant.
But to a select few, you must frantically reach out and grasp
Cling to them as though you are dangling upon the face of a cliff
Slowly losing grip above eternity’s hypnotic rasp
You essentially are.
For your destination is not far o’er the horizon
As most journeys upon foot prove true
And, so, I confess too you, Abigail…
For me, one of those people…is you.
2007-03-27 18:50:20 · 5 answers · asked by Travis 1 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Books & Authors
Very beautiful - from the heart with beautiful sentiment and imagry. You have even managed to keep a very nice flow in spite of the uneven structure. It works very well. I give this one a 9. Great work coming from a kid with the same name as my son. Abigail is a lucky girl to be so honored in verse. Keep writing. Pax - C.
2007-03-27 21:08:57 · answer #1 · answered by Persiphone_Hellecat 7 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Your word choice is amazing and language is superb. Great metaphors and rythm and flow is good. :D Keep writing. This is a work of art.
God bless you
K.K.
2007-03-28 02:25:05 · answer #2 · answered by Kurious_Kat 3 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Great job! I love your use of diction and imagery ^_^!
2007-03-28 02:09:22 · answer #3 · answered by roxusan 4 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Great poem!
2007-03-28 01:57:46 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
gr8!
2007-03-28 03:36:16 · answer #5 · answered by cutesweetyangel 2 · 1⤊ 0⤋