The long road snakes through close pressing trees
Wind kisses my nape with lips that freeze
Frantic pace defies my grumbling knees.
Hark! I thought I heard a haunting moan
As shadows lengthen, my fear has grown
I pray for succour, but none is shown.
For human failing, what fates beckon?
My deep dark secret: would you reckon,
Right for left I would confuse again?
If I can get back home safe and sound,
If I can stop going round and round,
This lesson into my head I’ll pound.
A big red ‘R’ stuck on each right shoe
A glowing ‘L’ on the left one too,
Then I can navigate, just like you.
Day 6 - Prompt: "My deepest darkest secret..."
I really have this right/left confusion, it makes me afraid of going anywhere alone, I can get lost even if it's as simple as 'first left, then right'!
I was tired of quatrains, pleasant as they are, so we have five tercets with nine syllable lines right through.
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