by Roland King
The path even less traveled
|The long and winding road
to there and back again,
to kingdom come,
to the merry ol’ land of oz,
or the road less traveled,
all seem to have an importance
unique but not dissimilar to the fame
of a superstar.
They are the famous paths. Spoken of
in poems, in literature, in songs and recitations.
But I find fame is a fickle friend and my paths I prefer
to have a little less reknown.
Mine are ruggedly beautiful but nowhere near as famous.
Purple bushes line the stone path that
leads to a solitary mountain.
But in that mountain is no gold-hoarding dragon,
nor heavenly host,
nor philosophical choice.
It is simply a path.
But it is beautiful
in its simplicity
Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge" week 35
Prompt: write a poem inspired by this image: