A Poem a Day

During the year 2015 I have chosen to take on a challenge to write a poem everyday. I will try to put them all here everyday.


270. September 27th

Water droplets dispersed though the air,

Like a screen of smoked glass.

Looming ahead is a great mountain,

Yet just a silhouette until it becomes:

A forest with trees both golden and green,

Scattered like corn in a field.

Unable to make out the next monument,

A bird is seen flying towards it.

Following the path that takes

I see that there is a field,

Through which we travel slowly,

Making progress painfully.

Yet what is beyond this field,

No mere bird can help us with.


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