More Poetry!

[Silvanis]

Fog


Closing out the world


fog masks you it its gray arms.


Solitude at last.




Poems


Poems,


Life turned to words.


Written from truth and love,


Life's water wrung out of the mind.


Our lives.




I Wonder


The path I did not take that day,


When the road forked in the yellow wood,


Always haunts my dreams as there I lay


In my bed when night evolves from day.


I think, “Did I take the path I should?â€

[Silvanis]

More poetry. The last one is continued from Robert Frost's "The Road Not Taken"