Fork In The Road


This little town

once thriving

is now just a fork in the road

no more bank

no more blacksmith shop

no general store

even the beer joint is gone


no more men coming to the gin

or selling eggs to the general merchandise

no more men with sweaty straw hats and overalls

no more men playing dominoes

at a broken-down table in the back


so people who come through

find the town by accident

and barely slow down at the fork


just two roads lead in

and one stop sign

cows outnumber the people

chickens outnumber the cows


just a fork in the road

now only with two tines

too small to count

too gone to care.



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Sun 6th Sep 2020 07:58

No worries, it's a great poem.
I've been on WoL for a few years now, but I don't post that many comments or likes. I dip in and out a bit, too. I love this forum, though, loads of great poems.


Sat 5th Sep 2020 21:41

Thanks Rich for your kind comments on "Fork In The Road".
First time I have heard from you.
Are you new?

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Sat 5th Sep 2020 11:33

Great poem - formed a lovely picture in my mind; I can see this place, and I can feel it, too.

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