What becomes of those
too weary to wander
too daunted to dare
Souls who don’t roam
Wills that fall timid
Joy loses its compass
idle time goes astray
Melancholy points the way
Seize the fleeting pulse
before gone it goes
c.b. 2011
What becomes of those
too weary to wander
too daunted to dare
Souls who don’t roam
Wills that fall timid
Joy loses its compass
idle time goes astray
Melancholy points the way
Seize the fleeting pulse
before gone it goes
c.b. 2011
C.B. Wentworth 
perfect words on this grey, dreary day.
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Hopefully, in a good way. 🙂
As always, thanks for reading.
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beautiful words to live by.. in the good way.. the question, the risks then the challenge.. wonderful prose!!
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I’m glad you see the uplifting aspect of this! The running theme in most of what I write is finding the light, even when its dark. 🙂
Thanks for reading!
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once again wonderful poem.
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Thanks! I’ve been hanging onto this one for while . . . so long I almost forgot about it. Last night, I happened across it while paging through an old journal. 🙂
Thanks for stopping by!
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I like this poem a lot. Not only the tone but also your word choices: ww dd gg.
Too weary NO! Keep pushing.
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Thank you! I’m so glad you liked it. 🙂
I think flipped the lines around half a dozen times and went through a million different words, so I’m thrilled to hear the final decisions hit the mark.
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I love the “got it” in the beginning and then the uplift at the end. Wonderful.
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Thanks! 🙂
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So true!
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Thanks for reading! 🙂
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What becomes of those
too weary to wander
too daunted to dare
Interesting idea, i.e., timid souls or those too beaten down by life. I believe that there are times when we need to be dormant, to not participate. Being the optimist, I believe that the soul continues its journey to the Light. I think we aslo can help souls here or not by providing them loving energy to make the next move. It may be as simple as a smile at the right moment, thus one should be as aware as possible of how we can affect another. Definitely a poem to think about. Thanks! hugs, pat
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I am quite the optimist myself, but I try not to forget that darkness is what helps us remember there is light. That philosophy is what inspired this poem and a few others. 😉
You are so right that a smile does wonders not only for yourself, but everyone around you.
Thanks for stopping by and I hope to see you around again. 🙂
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Carpe diem is a good motto. There will never be another today. Seize and use or lose it.
A very nice poem.
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Thank you! I appreciate you stopping by and hope to see you again. 🙂
Glad you enjoyed it and may you keep to Carpe Diem.
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I love this section:
Joy loses its compass
idle time goes astray
Melancholy points the way
Makes me think of a compass with needles spinning, and wondering which path to choose — there’s a frustration when we don’t get a clear arrow, but there’s an adventurous spirit in buckling down, choosing a path and facing whatever we find.
The poem is haunting, but definitely casts some hopeful light at the end! Beautiful!
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I find myself looking forward to your comments whenever I post. You always have something so insightful and beautiful to say along with such amazing encouragement. Thank you so much for reading – I’m so glad you enjoyed this one. 🙂
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Yes! Yes! YES!!
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🙂 Seize the day!
Thanks for reading!
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“… before gone it goes”
I like this choice of words, this usage, very much.
Marie Marshall
writer/poet/editor/blogger
http://mairibheag.com
http://kvennarad.wordpress.com
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Thank you! 🙂 That line moved around a lot until it found its place at the end.
Thanks so much for reading!
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The last two lines are excellent – so naturally written and read… // Peter.
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Thank you! 🙂
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