My Call

Spending this early spring day, pondering on topics for poetry, I wrote and then saved for future writings Until I fouund something that settled on my mind easier than most. That was taking a lone walk along a mountain trail on a late winters morning. Made totally out of imagination, I found myself visualising almost each step, which I hope has followed onto todays Poem. I enjoy writing from imagination, which almost encourages creativity to take its place.

Thus todays Poem is about one taking a sole, lonely and often feeling like self inflicted solitary stroll along a mountain trail. Now when it comes to mountain trails, in irelkand there are NO dangerous animals that would hinder any trek, or as of yet there are none. But also weather plays a part in this walk with wildlife that carries about their day.

{{Late addition: I forgot to add that The Title placed above and on The Poem is a Temporary Title. Until I find a suitable Title.. Any Suggestions for a Title are welcome and in a Couple of days I will decide on one!}}

About The Poem:

As above this Poem is out of imagination and is often a walk I would wish to take. A little mountain trail that takes in wildlife and scenery along with the weather of that given day. On the day in question, we have a late winters morning, where frost covers the soil like a rug and a Cloak of Fog covers the land like a veil. To me that sounds great and calming to the mind and soul combined.

Yet there is nothing else one could explain taht would aid folks in this reading. But It does help capture a readers mind and I hope will picture a walk there themselves. It could be a trek that a reader remembers for themselves yet it should take them back there. I named it MY Call Because any walk there would be my call for a quiet solitary walk.i

Having said all of that; Please Enjoy This Poem:

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My Call




This long winding road, ne’er does end,
Left to wander without a friend,
Thus past this frost encrusted soil,
Where nothing left that comes to boil.


Fog covers the land like a veil,
Details beyond the mountain trail,
No stars or sun shines here today,
This landscape sleeps to display.


Walking past the meadow, brids stir,
A fast flowing stream to prefer.
The song that begins to sound there,
Calms the soul and calls to share.


Wildlife skips down the sleepy lane,
Trying to remain unseen again.
This little piece of heaven here,
Remains a goto place to appear.


Inspiring Poets and their song,
A shelter thats all weather strong,
This late winters morning, my Call,
For soul searching strolls, that befall.
 




© Pat Fitzgerald 2025

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ENDING THOUGHTS:

Thank you for following me on my little journey, that is composing or writing poetry. If Life is a journey which we all walk on and my journey in creating Poetry is a journey of it’s own. Which I still learn much on as I write.

At times I experiment on methods or way how I can improve my poetry, therefore getting feedback is always most welcome for such as these.

When I write poetry, some readers may be offended with something within the poetry. I do not write to offend, But such are written for reasons I outline in the posts. Often I miss typos and mistakes when publishing each poem. BUT I correct the moment I discover such mistakes.

But Poetry is a form of art work that I enjoy and thus using it in a manner to touch or inspire the reader.

Thank you for joining me on this journey.

Poetry is a learning curve where I always work to improve. A lot of work goes into editing and reediting and then repeating that process on a number of occasions until I am happy with the result. This is how I operate in creating posts to share here.

Please forgive for any such mistakes and for your understanding this.

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