Treasure Island

Sandra Fowler

(February,4,1937 / W. Columbia, WV, USA)

Lost


The lonely landscape whispers of itself.
Yesterday's shadow overtakes the field.
Lost in such thoughts we wonder what to do?
Bones are not strong enough to turn sunset.

Windows of home shine over the next hill.
Why must warmth always seem so far away?
Perhaps it might come closer if the dusk
Could understand the human need for light.

For all those who have lost their way.

Previously published The World Poets Quarterly, China

Submitted: Monday, July 02, 2007
Edited: Friday, March 18, 2011

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  • Palas Kumar Ray (12/7/2008 3:45:00 AM)

    ____________________________________________________________________
    The season of mind is not a spring now
    We all alas! oft get lost not knowing how
    to overcome the shadow of past so deep
    and helplessly wait when a ray of hope will peep.
    __________________________________________________________________ (Report) Reply

  • Mary Naylor (10/26/2008 4:43:00 AM)

    You've captured that lost feeling through your fragil, yet powerful, imagery! (Report) Reply

  • premji premji (9/26/2008 5:07:00 AM)

    some times couple of lines are enough to nourish my soul for years...
    happy am i...since some of them belong to you... (Report) Reply

  • C. P. Sharma (6/9/2008 7:34:00 PM)

    Like Shelley you have a message for mankind,
    'If winter comes, can spring be far behind.' (Report) Reply

  • Rani Turton (5/5/2008 3:50:00 AM)

    Everyone will find themselves in this poem. I loved this poem...elegant as usual. Thanks Sandra for the light YOU provide to others. (Report) Reply

  • Meggie Gultiano (2/24/2008 6:47:00 PM)

    I am glad i was able to peep here..Sandra, this is beautiful..it shows the beautiful person in you! i love it (Report) Reply

  • Emma Johnson (11/29/2007 9:20:00 AM)

    Worshippers of light and warmth, you and I will always correspond. Sorry for delay in comments. Susie xx. (Report) Reply

  • Tom J. Mariani (11/21/2007 6:08:00 PM)

    I keep coming back to re-read this one. While I think there is an infinite nember of dregrees of lost, you poem seem to address them all. I just finished reading Bill Styron's battle with severe depression and his frank discussion of it. I have started Sandra M Gilbert's collection of poems, 'ghost volcano' where she deals with being lost after the sudden death of her husband. From my personal experience of feeling 'lost' your images of the warmth always seeming far away is accurate. I certainly did not have the strenght or the will to move towards the light, even though I knew it was there. I am thankful I was patient enough to wait until the light came to me.
    Tom (Report) Reply

  • Melvina Germain (9/20/2007 12:21:00 PM)

    Thanks for these beautiful and touching words Sandra. I'am one who lost her way a long time ago and with the patience of others and the Love of God, found my way back to the light. thankyou Sandra for this beautiful writing.--Melvina-- (Report) Reply

  • Ivor Hogg (8/4/2007 7:26:00 AM)

    A candle in the window glows providing a beacon to guide your way
    Loved your poem this is poets poetry (Report) Reply

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