Today I noticed our old path
Where we used to walk after school
In the thin gray light of winter days
Grown sparse and strange
The branches spindly
The grasses threadbare
Even the shadows were shadows
Of their former selves
No longer holding unknown entities
Antagonists of our inner narratives
But simply places
Where light does not touch
And I wondered how this came to be
For it didn’t happen overnight
So how long was it going on
This change unseen unfelt
Sneaking gradually through years
To surprise me all at once
For no particular reason today
I wonder if you ever come down here
And look around and find it strange
That those interminable days
Have slipped away
And now the railroad tracks lie flat
As if to say you’ve changed
Queen of Elves 
This is truly beautiful, hauntingly echoing the memories of youth. You are a most lovely soul. 🙏
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Thank you so much Roger. I’m really glad you enjoy it!
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Once again I am struck by the lyricism and heart behind your words. You capture your recollections and paint a vivid and resigned picture with your word choices. You have also created an ambience and cadence that makes this piece move with your footsteps, a gentle rhythm that glides between the past and the present. Beautiful. Thank you
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Such a beautiful critique! Thank you Alan. Interestingly, this piece came from my imagination and isn’t about a particular person or place. I’m happy it drew you in
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I like this. I think it’s about visiting a place you went with a friend.
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It is loosely based on that 🙂 I’m glad you like it!
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Your anecdotes, tell me a story. A story of love and passion. Also great sadness. Very vivid descriptive thoughts. Your a beautiful woman. I hope your treat yourself as such, especially for your mind. Just my thoughts. Keep writing
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Thank you for your thoughtful comment Greg 🙂 I do practice treating myself with love and tenderness. I hope you do the same! I’m glad you’re sensing the full range of emotion I channel into my writing and my life 🤍
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Amazing
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Thank you 🤍
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Amy, as I have grown older, I enjoy going back to old roads and paths in the forest from my childhood. Some have changed, others are just as they were then. Your poem reminds me of those places I love and will never forget .
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