About the Poem
This describes those times in your life when things come to a stand still and you feel like your going no where. I thought of this poem while sitting at a red light late one night and I saw how it compares to certain periods of one's life.
Late Night Red Light
|by Josh Barrett|
|There's no one around, no one to care.
Yet still, I sit and stare, in apprehension, fear, and excitement
at the luminous red orb above.
Ahead lies darkness.
The left and right are less ominous but quite possibly as dangerous.
The well lit, cliffside roads of yesterday and yesteryear are all that
occupy my rearview mirror.
There's no one around, no one to care.
Yet still, movement is something I dare not dare.
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