Lonely Man On Winter Road

Powder crunching also slushing
Sky’s expanse and woodland hushing
Brightened face that looks like blushing
Life itself a heavy load

Whitened snow that’s almost blinding
Path that’s curving, ever winding
Who are you, I need reminding
Lonely man on winter road

Trudging on to night’s Polaris
Off across the sea to Paris
I’ll not stop you, nor embarrass
Lonely seekers such as you

I, who walk behind you, wonder
As I struggle, strain, and blunder
How long, till we both go under?
Can we, will we make it through?

Day is dying, shadows sighing,
Life’s illusion and mistrying,
After vanities we’re vying
For some shelter or abode

Safe within the space between us
In our phyla, species, genus
Love a madness intravenous
Lonely man on winter


Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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