Two broken
Youths in the wild wood
Watch the dying daylight fade
Among the ancient ferns,
Too broken
To see the colors
As they flame across the sky
And promise them warmth.
One, broken,
Walks through the night shade,
Following the winding path
To find where they are.
Unbroken
Is the soft silence
When he gazes into their eyes
And carries them homeward.
Dwelling deep in the forests of New England, Graham spends most of his time reading, taking walks with his dog, and learning new and interesting things (and reveling in cooler, more temperate climates). Born and raised in the Boston area, Graham was homeschooled from an early age. After high school, he proceeded to get a bachelor’s in Literature from Patrick Henry College in Northern Virginia. He currently resides in the Boston area while pursuing a master’s in Education at Gordon College, steeping in the rich history of his home turf and a continued exploration of literature from across the world. He says you should read Alan Paton’s Cry, the Beloved Country and Chaim Potok’s The Chosen, because they are incredible novels. Also, read Robert Frost.
I love the structure! It’s really nice with the theme.
I love how beautiful your picture is, but how, at the same time, it’s rather vague, and gives the reader room to fill in the blanks. I like how you did this a lot.
This is so cool!
I love shorter poems that still have enough meaning in them to keep me thinking for a while. Great work!
I love this one! The repetition tells a powerful narrative in and of itself, and the short simplicity of every line makes you focus and listen. Excellent work!