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Reflections From The Wood
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Reflections From The Wood |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533
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The Texas summer sun broke through the boughs, These piney woods who light would disallow To tear through sylvan canopy and reach And dare with it's good light the darkness breach. What little breeze there is this summer day, Is passed with whispered ease as treetops sway, The oak and elm and pine whose underbrush Cloak me and my mind's reflective hush. From lowly silken fern to lofty arbor, In soilitude my heart yet burns with ardor, The nicks and scratches earned to reach this spot, Through thickened patches yearning not forgot. Upon my entry to this quiet place, Three doe as sentries gazed upon my face, Soundlessly agreed I wanted peace, Bounded they through the forest crease. I found an ideal home upon this stump, Where I might sit alone, write out this slump. I realize now it takes special talents For all we see and are to stay in balance. For would not even this place stay in dark? Were it not for God's light its life spark, Is not the earth at once both day and night? And even half the moon reflecting bright? We teeter all on good an bad's tightrope, Wavering from despair and then to hope, In ying and yang so too in give and take, From sing to pangs Love lives and hearts do break. Even in this place I am surround, The lessons learned here too abound, It's floor carpeted with angels breath, Yet devils walking stick grows here in depth. Some ancient trees long dead still they stand, Their prideful fall refused so tall and grand, The infintile stirrings of buds imbue, That hope is determined to life renew. Though first man so mistaken learned to sin, We haven't been forsaken to evil within, For in each heart there shines a light, So long as we can Love the future's bright. "Oh what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to decieve" |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Well done. Obviously the piney woods of East Texas have inspired you to a great height. I thoroughly enjoyed the read and the thoughts. |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Mighty fine reflections sir! My favorite is the last verse, ties it all together nicely!  |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Agree.. very fine...enjoyed theimages and the thoughts a great deal.. |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Very deep thoughts, much enjoyed. I love the woods too, but the ocean creates more for me. Interesting and well written poem. Sandra |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Thank you. For this. For sharing. I'll read this one again. *Peace. |
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Fancy Member
since 2001-06-05
Posts 189TN/USA |
..."it's floor carpeted with angel breath"...how lovely... your words are proof you have been as one with the forces of nature you so aptly describe...recognizing that same quality in myself leaves me with a deep appreciation for this writing...this is a KEEPER!!! Fancy |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
The last line says it all, and love comes in so many forms, nature being one of them, and your love of nature is so evident in this poem, which is fantastic! To the library it goes, however, I have no idea how to open that thing!  ~*~ Tell someone you love them today, as tomorrow may never come ~*~ |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
Interloper; I see you are a Texan, yes these woods inspired this but it's too damn hot! Thanks. Poet deVine; You are a golden source of encouragement. Cpat Hair; Thank you for your complimentary words. catalinamoon; I envy your proximity to a decent body of water. Spitfire; Peace to you as well. Fancy; This is one of the very few things I've written that I care for five minutes after writing it. Thank you. Mysteria; Thank you my friend. |
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