along this path….

Image by CWMartin

the sounds of the day
faded into footsteps
along a leaf covered path
each step marking
a memory to be forgotten
a love
  now gone
a child
a death
  all too soon
a pain
  lingering too long
each step
weighing more
  than the last
along this path
was buried a dream
a childhood fantasy
that love
cure all evil
but that died
long ago
now only
a poem
its grave

on the edge…

Challenge Photo II from Jade

the gray morning
air presses hard
against me
holding back
the sounds
of my footsteps
that were so clear
and distinct
as i began
this journey
but now
all i can hear
are my labored breaths
in and out
my throbbing heart
a heart seeking
to escape
these city walls
to leave behind
this street
where laughter
and joy
have fled
where only
your memory resides
shrouded in betrayal
wearing a cross
of lies
to conceal
the truth
of who
and what
you are
and what
you’ve done


This poem represents my second response to  the second challenge series between Jade and I.  As you may recall, each poet provides the other with a series of photos, visual prompts,  from which the poet is to write a poem.  Jade has written her response which can be found here