Aged Road


Against the sunlight
the mountain curves
a gentle heartbeat
like a last breath of dark
before the dawn
of a new age.

And I, its spectator,
become shadow.


Author: redgladiola

Creative writer happily predisposed to flights of fancy. You can find my poetry and short prose at

22 thoughts on “Aged Road”

  1. I love this πŸ™‚ especially the last line. I kept reading it as “become shadow” and then as “becomes shadow.” (I don’t know if one or the other would take away from the poem, though. It’s lovely either way.) You have a simple, gentle style. πŸ™‚ thank you for finding me, so I could experience more lovely views of life.

    1. Ah, I see. I suppose the correct word would be “become, since it’s “I become,” so I’ll make that change. Thanks so much! And I’m glad we get to exchange views. ❀

      1. Nope! I wasn’t upset at all. Thank so much for the feedback. I don’t have anyone to read my poems before I post them so I appreciate my readers telling me if something is off or does’t make sense. =)

      2. Well, then I’m glad to help. πŸ™‚ It’s the same with me, but I’ve noticed some of the raw, confusing stuff connects with people. I don’t understand it at all.

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