A Small Path

Hidden PathIn the forest, a small path is hiding.
I found it after a long search.

The builders of the road have left.
Local animals use the trail each day.
I watch carefully, but there is nothing.

Rumors claim that the way is haunted.
I don’t believe that fantasy.
I debate whether to mark the way for others.
My friends say the hidden should remain obscure.
Others want me to explore and share.
Myself, I try to protect the mystery.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

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© 2014 W. Wayne B.
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Aging Shoes

Old'N'Worn shoesMy shoes have reached middle age.
Their soles are worn.
The laces, badly frayed.
They were a gift from years ago.
I love their vibrant colors.

I value these shoes highly.
They are pleasant to wear.
My feet are happy
as I journey across town.
They smile when I walk to school.

However, they won’t last forever.
Eventually, my feet will break out.
Once the edges tear,
rain will leak through the holes.
I want to wait as long as I can.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

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© 2014 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Old’N’Worn. By Peter Kirkeskov Rasmussen Image license

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A Distant Strength

Lady Everest BeckonsThe distant mountain has a silent strength.

The beckoning heights fill my imagination.
I wish I could visit its slopes soon.

I have gone away to travel the world.
Other mountains fill my memory.
Their shapes vary; their colors change.
They are tall, but they are not home.

I have a deep longing for nature.
I wonder what I would see from its distant peak.
The mountain fills my mind with awe.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

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© 2014 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Lady Everest Beckons. By Christian Ortiz Image license

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Night Will Come

FootstepsBecause the “whys” are old,
I see that reason has no power.
What’s in my face today, I hate.
Everyday, I only see clouds.

When the sun is shining.
I hide from the stifling heat.
Light surrounds me as I sleep

Today I am walking alone.
I take my steps on a path of mud.

Soon the night will come.

Where do my steps lead today?
I climb the stair slowly.

Every word that she said that day
reverberates in my soul.
I regret the love I broke.

A tree is standing tall.
I watch its leaves in the wind.
What can I see today?
I am sorry I failed you again.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

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© 2014 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Footsteps. By umar malik Image license

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The Day I Want

George Washington National Forest
Will the day go as I want?

I have detailed plans and strategies.
I must follow them through to the end.
I am honest when I say they are worthwhile.
They will lead me to the life I need.

Life is too slow for me.
I see too few changes each day.

I know that I am going someplace else.
I am yearning for a new adventure.

My destination is far away.
I haven’t planned the route to take.

When I arrive, it all will be different.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

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© 2014 W. Wayne B.
Original image: George Washington National Forest. By David Clow Image license

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The Vast Blue Sky

Light After Darkness
Underneath the vast blue sky
                days follow days like a parade.
Underneath the vast blue sky
                the oceans meet the mountains.

When I was younger,
                my soul was full of mysteries.
When I was younger,
                I wondered why the blue?

The vast blue sky is full of life—
                insects, bats and birds.
The vast blue sky is full of life.
                I am in awe of its power.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

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© 2014 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Light After Darkness. By Jhong Dison Image license

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Swallow

Swallow in FlightI see a swallow dart through the sky.

Its aerial dance proves that it is free.
As I marvel, I wonder who the choreographer is.

In the barn, there is a mountain of hay.
I play there jumping from bale to bale.
I can have fun today without any responsibilities.

I have begun to grow up now.
What I want most is to be myself.
I notice a bird near my home again.
Its freedom inspires me to excel.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

Follow me on Twitter: @williamwayneb

© 2014 W. Wayne B.
Original image. By Carol Von Canon Image license

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