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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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At first there was an open path beckoning a dark cool wood, musky earthen cypress thatch-- everything grew as it should. In the dark, surprise abounds-- I followed trickling of creek. I danced amid the moss surround and soft ground beneath my feet. Ferns grew at foot of ancient oak and willow near the water's feed... the frogs sang out in hearty croak-- they were not afraid of me. I had found my home at last. Palmetto's spread in Mother's fan. My spirit free, I found repast. I had found the Holy land. Even though cicada's sang, I lingered in this wood of bliss. Where one path ended--mine began-- the possibles would not desist. Every footfall begged for next although I knew the darkness loomed. Then the sun sank into text-- I thought: "I must be going soon." So in the dark I followed creek-- listening for landmark sounds. I followed instinct of my feet-- until the sand of path I found. I followed back unto wood's edge and there I plucked a victim leaf... I pressed it next to chest and thought: "There I keep your memory." (with thanx to Martie for inspiration) [This message has been edited by serenity (edited 08-31-2001).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Every footfall begged for next although I knew the darkness loomed. Then the sun sank into text-- I thought: "I must be going soon." So in the dark I followed creek-- listening for landmark sounds. I followed instinct of my feet-- until the sand of path I found. I followed back unto wood's edge and there I plucked a victim leaf... I pressed it next to chest and thought: "There I keep your memory." =============================== the imagery in this is sooooo cool... a beautiful poem made even more so by the inspire coming from another poets words... love the ending in this sen... love the poet too  me "Failure is not in the falling down ... |
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rwood Member Elite
since 2000-02-29
Posts 3793Tennessee |
A special thinking place. Everyone needs a place they can clear the thoughts, or hold dear to them new found spirit. I loved each verse. Thank you for your kindness and encouragement in your replies. It's an honor. Sincerely, Regina |
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Logan Senior Member
since 2001-05-28
Posts 1641Arkansas |
maybe it is because I know those type of pathways, being from the south and the bottomlands...but this is a wonderful write..very gentle smile |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Serenity~ Well ... ain't this a purty little thang~ 'So in the dark I followed creek-- listening for landmark sounds.' Lovely with inspire~ ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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The Rusty Knight Member
since 2001-08-29
Posts 414Texas |
This lady has been in the land of the hanging moss and the toothy critters and has put it into words so that it can be easily seen by those that have not. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Serenity-- I'm honored that my own place of serenity inspired this one of yours. Your imagery is breathtaking...this a truely beautiful poem and place. |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
Serenity, you have taken us there with you. And a beautiful, peaceful place it is. There I keep your memory Just so lovely Tracey If she who dies with the most toys wins, then can I have some toy boys please? |
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