Do I follow or do I lead as I travel life's path? (Form: Nove Otto} |
A Road To Follow Mist-like, veils of time slowly lift showing a path that seems to drift, meandering as if by chance. Life's map, once scribed in youthful hues, now guides in ways I didn't choose. I attend skyward in askance. I knew my goal. I knew my way yet somehow I have gone astray. Another's hand or just mischance? Do I follow or do I lead as along the path I proceed to some promised heavenly manse? I won't bemoan, what e're my fate, nor sing of my successes great. Instead, I'll just enjoy the dance, moving with purpose, not adrift, thankful for the mapmaker's gift: a road to guide through life's expanse. An entry for the February round of "Poetic Traditions Poetry Contest " Prompt: Image (see cover art). Line Limit: 50 Line Count: 18 Form: Nove Otto It has a basic construction of 9 lines, with 8 syllables per line. The rhyme pattern for the poem is aacbbcddc. For more than one stanza, or to create a 'chain', stanzas would be structured as: eecffcggc, hhciicjjc, etc... askance - with disapproval, suspicion, or distrust. manse - the dwelling of a landholder; mansion. |