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Elizabeth Santos
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0 posted 2012-08-30 06:48 PM


Ruins in the woods

Nestled into meadows deep
Where woodlands slumber into sleep’
This  long forgotten pathway winds
Now overgrown with summer vines

A wall of stone in silence stands
Dividing woods from nurtured land
But crops no longer fill the slope
With autumn grains and bits of hope

Perhaps a man with dreams of gold
Was cast within a farmer’s mold
Perhaps he walked these woods one day
And gathered thoughts along the way

Amongst the briars thick with thorn
Somehow a splendid dream was born
A wall still marks the furrowed soil
The pride, the hardship, love and toil

The only sound, a gurgling stream
A thousand shades of forest green
And this stone wall, a silent shrine
To dreams that seem a bit like mine

Between the meadow and the trees
A wall contains such mysteries
A house unseen, a life unknown
Have tumbled into piles of stone

I pause to think my life some day
Be strewn like stone along the way
For I have  dreams that beckon me
And trekked through sharper thorns than he

Elzabeth Santos

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Startime1955
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1 posted 2012-08-30 07:10 PM


This poem is musically beautiful...I love the vision you bring to life...*BIG HUGS*

*may our dreams ever be magical*

JerryPat2
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2 posted 2012-08-30 07:33 PM


I am reminded of my grandfather's log house he built alongside a body of water called Walker Creek, with a one-mule syrup mill and a shed for curing meat, he was hardscrabble, working before daybreak until after sundown. When he died the place went to ruin, nobody seemed to care very much for what he had worked very hard day after day feeling his wife and four daughters. Thank you, Elizabeth, for the memories.

~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~

Margherita
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3 posted 2012-08-30 08:06 PM


quote:
Perhaps a man with dreams of gold
Was cast within a farmer’s mold
Perhaps he walked these woods one day
And gathered thoughts along the way


So beautifully expressed, dear Elizabeth.

I love your use of dreams here as the beginning of a life's work ...

Margherita

JL
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Texas, USA
4 posted 2012-08-31 05:39 PM


"The only sound, a gurgling stream
A thousand shades of forest green
And this stone wall, a silent shrine
To dreams that seem a bit like mine"

Love that "Stone Wall"
Excellent poetry - and mental image.


JL


Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself.
Maranatha!

secondhanddreampoet
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5 posted 2012-09-01 04:37 PM


I absolutely LOVE 'ruins' and stone walls ... especially those of my beloved Scotland ...

excellent 'write' !!

Michael
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6 posted 2012-09-02 01:30 AM


What a splendid piece of work this is. Mystical and powerful, and vividly portraying images reminiscent to our own life experiences, and what ruins yet remain.  What a joy it is to read you again...

Michael

Denise
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7 posted 2012-09-02 12:20 PM


Beautifully done, Elizabeth, as always! It's always a pleasure to see you!
Martie
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8 posted 2012-09-02 01:55 PM


Liz....This place is familiar yet also your very only life's layers huge with meaning.  Hugs!
2islander2
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9 posted 2012-09-02 02:12 PM


Amongst the briars thick with thorn
Somehow a splendid dream was born
A wall still marks the furrowed soil
The pride, the hardship, love and toil


wonderfùl, as all the poem,

yann


ebonygirl
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10 posted 2012-09-03 02:24 AM


There is much wisdom and beauty in your poem.
I enjoyed reading it very much.
Ms. E

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11 posted 2012-09-11 03:33 PM


This has the eloquence of Frost at his best... I love this gentle pondering... especially the last verse!
JamesMichael
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12 posted 2012-09-17 10:19 PM


this is fine writing...took me back to some of my adventures in the woods and the old treasures you find...James
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