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Snowblind
by Adrian CalhounWhite everywhere,
as far as the strained eye can see.
Running frantically wild,
screaming into the cold north wind.
No remembrance of this place,
no sign of a home,
not even a road.
All alone, in a vast emptiness.
Madness, ever so slight,
crept in,
taking completely over.
There was no path to follow.
Caution aside,
with reckless abandon,
I forged my own.
It, lead me here,
the dark corner of my mind.
Betrayed by my choices,
stark naked standing,
exposed to the elements.
The path I had made,
was gone now.
It would never lead me back.
Covered wholly in,
by falling virgin snow,
and there was no sun. 12/05/2002 Author's Note: Ever have one of those life altering "crossroads" and you find out that you made the wrong decisions. I found myself there recently. I set it to the scene of my first venture out of the house into winter, and our first snow of the season, seven inches here, seemed rather fitting.
Posted on 12/06/2002
Copyright © 2024 Adrian Calhoun
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 12/07/02 at 03:24 AM Strong imagery for great symbolism. It actually made me think of my being on Mt Matterhorn where one could only see a short distance because of the whiteout! I didn't venture but a very few feet! As to the symbolism, I think many of us can relate to that perhaps more than once in our lives! |
| Posted by Rommel Cruz on 12/11/02 at 07:58 AM life can be cold at times, with so many obstructions, so many roads to choose from. can be blinding. you said you had your crossroad. i hope you make the most of it. |
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