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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast 
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I sip the scent of camphor and wear the leather around my neck like the hanged man did when he waited for trees to grow tall over his shadow so speaks the ground of sorrows where arrowheads worship the fertile blood cloth and the sound of cannon is a concerto’s voice only the tall ones remain with their red wrinkle agony pointing to a godless sky whispering when the winds come and ask of the old stories there at the valley of giants who will answer the eagle only the serpents of ebony with their tin jewelry hear and their metal grows more eyes then praying hands can harvest __ dark (scribblenote: spirit speak from avenue of the giants..redwoods in norcal..redwood run) |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Ah, now I understand! When I read your scribbler notes it all became clear to me what you were writing about ~ and you put me "write" into the spirit of your poem. Very stirring and beautifully written. Your poet's touch was delicate, yet deep. Love and Light, EA |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
only the tall ones remain with their red wrinkle agony pointing to a godless sky whispering when the winds come and ask of the old stories ~*~ Decades ago on a family jaunt I was honored [yes, honored] to visit the redwoods and listen to them whisper... they are most magnificent... and this piece does them a unique justice, for they are some of the forgotten beauty that our land still holds. Thank you for taking me home again. |
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SEA 
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
your scribblenote...*sigh* sure makes me miss home... |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
only the tall ones remain with their red wrinkle agony pointing to a godless sky whispering when the winds come Walking in that valley of giants, there is a hush... almost the reverence of a cathedral... that we may hear that whisper. Excellent work! |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
thank you ladies... yes the redwoods are a special people there keeps me in smallsuit prospective sunshine, suesea, suthern and EA, you bless me |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
only the tall ones remain with their red wrinkle agony pointing to a godless sky whispering when the winds come and ask of the old stories there at the valley of giants who will answer the eagle only the serpents of ebony with their tin jewelry hear and their metal grows more eyes then praying hands can harvest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ remember the pic of me looking up the trees....  you know Im keeping this one.  and now the moth is off to find another one..yaya I am sure of my reasons, embracing the seasons, |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
jm...yes you bless me by keeping this..' and the redwoods will smile at you too thanks little butterfly |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
love the redwoods - amazing and humbling - enjoyed this view -D - you are lucky to live in such an amazing area of the country with so much of mother nature to enjoy-  SusanIf I wander far enough, long enough, will I finally know . . . |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
thanks sooths...was just visiting again wink D |
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Cloud 9 Senior Member
since 2004-11-05
Posts 980Ca |
That is a very beautiful ride.... I love this!! |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
good read |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
DS A special place it is, where the giants live...and the shadows they make on the road, the deep cold places within their fold, the fern beds, are also wonderful. Thanks for taking me back with you.  |
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adagio Member
since 2005-03-19
Posts 449Marrero, La. |
A wonderfull work. I love trees too I once planted a Bald cypress (Taxodium distichum) in my yard a cousin of the Redwood I believe. That tree is about fourty feet high now. adagio |
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