The Lone Wolf
What is a kiss if a kiss is never never rated?
What is honey if the honeydew's is not ripened?
What is love if a heart on fire is not my fire ?
What are dreams if night's are days just frightened ?
When the subconscious is my conscious
And my conscious drives my subconscious
One word frames my Freudian disorder: Anxious
Control freak my rhyming truly obnoxious
And as I stood alone facing a fork
Two roads diverge one more traveled one the less
A monk, a loner, a lone wolf not a curse
Lovers come and go, many friendships do oppress
Solitude my choice the road less traveled
Discoveries I find blessings in traveling
Kisses from the Sun, love songs from the winds
Nature sings when active ears are channeling
January 31 2013
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The Road Less Traveled
Dear Paul,
A wonderful poem about finding yourself on your own in life, and still discovering love and adventure anyway. It reminded me of two things simultaneously: firstly, a song by Green Day called "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" ('I walk alone ...'); and secondly, the famous poem by Robert Frost, "The Road Not Taken" (with that much quoted line, 'the road less traveled').
A couple of suggestions if I may be so bold: 2nd line - an apostrophe + 's' after honeydew. i.e. honeydew's. 3rd line - 'is' after the word fire. i.e. a heart on fire is not my fire. 4th line, an apostrophe in 'days' to make it possessive - day's. Lastly, in the final stanza, 2nd line - either change 'me' to 'my' or simply cut the word 'me' altogether. It reads better. Oh btw, 'traveling' only has one 'l'.
I really love poetry like this, and your words are words I have often heard my own heart echo. I remember when I was young and single and I considered the moon my lover, and the sun my daily companion. May the sun and moon be your constant companions on your journey through life, my friend. May nature whisper your name. God bless.
Warmest regards,
Chris
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Dear Chris
As soon as I got your proof, went to prep dept and corrected the errors, ah what would I do to have your knowledge and heart, I seek refuge in my imaginations, wish I have the tool of a master craftsman to perfect my craft, but thank God for caring eyes like yours, thanks a million again for bailing me out
Truly
Paul
Hi Paul
Enougher great write Paul I love your rhyming it flows so well
Thanks colin
Leaking Pen
Hope to read more of you
Truly
Paul