On the Road

I observe in this medium, a strong presence of poetry with sad, depressed, hopeless or resentful emotional tones. While I don't have much taste for the 'all sweetness and light' genre, it is sometimes a relief to read a little good cheer and humour. Still there is a place for the aesthetic of 'the dark side' and I sometimes find that stimulating in drama and music.
Anyway I thought I would address a long ago moment in my life which, by objective standards, seemed to comprise mostly negatives and thus gloom - loss of: career, possessions, friends love and beliefs. But somehow there was an elements of hope.
I have written it in a form which imitates a classic wistful lyric by the great song writer: Johnny Mercer and immortalised by Frank Sinatra.

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It's eleven O three
There's little on the street
Except my bike and me

This dank November night 
A misty rain is falling
Etiolating street lights

On this road that I wend
I've come to the end
Of a long episode

So it's goodbye to an old life
I'm once more on the road


With prospects yet unclear
The question is now
Where do I go from here

My possessions are few
Close ties have all been broken
I'm starting anew

From a home shared with friends
To lone basement descent
Now what does it all bode

So make it one for a new life
I'm once more on the road


I should feel sad this dark night
But though not at my brightest
I sense it's alright

Through the mist of yet-to-be
I see my life extend 
With deep curiosity 

I may rescind some old dreams
Change my routines
And revalue my code

And make it one for a new life
I'm once more on the road

Now goodbye Pimlico 
Hello London East End
And on goes the show

Thence the route is unknown
And that's part of the game
Should not be cast in stone

 As in song not yet scribed
I assert: "I'll survive!"
Though I need a reload

So make me one for a new life
I'm once more on the road

Tags: inspirational, encouraging, hope, dark,