Leaving Traces
My path is a mystery
Around me swirl the winds of change
There are signs of danger ahead
I continue to travel
The road given
I lift each foot
Place it on the path
Leaving traces in my wake
I live on the fringe
Look to the stars for inspiration
October 8, 2017
Abstracted poem
We Leave Traces in Our Wake
my path is a mystery i don’t know and know that i do not know
the winds of change swirl around me a storm on the horizon
there are signs of danger ahead we each struggle to know
to understand …and yet… we continue to travel
the road we are given we lift each foot and place it on the path
leaving traces in our wake we list the possibilities
we live on the fringe our power is limited we look to the stars for inspirations
October 8, 2017
Note: I am working on a collection of abstracted poems. Leaving Traces is an abstracted poem, taken from. We Leave Traces in Our Wake. I am simplifying the poem and am trying to keep the original thought.
7 comments:
I wonder sometimes if we can walk so lightly... maybe the footprints will be there for ever.
I too wonder that about our footsteps. and I love the looking to the stars for inspiration. Truly a lovely line.
I like the abstracted version. It works well. An ominous feeling pervades the poem.
"We look to the stars for inspiration". A great line. We'd best be careful the footprints we leave.
I like your concise, abstracted poem. There's some part of me that believes that we leave traces of ourselves when we walk, speak and think but do they remain behind forever...another question to ponder.
I love the abstraction, which makes the subject of the poem more powerful. A cool idea. I may try one.
I prefer the abstracted version and agree with Sherry, it makes the point more succinctly and stronger.
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