Open Poetry #41 |
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Voices from the Heart |
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WindWalker Senior Member
since 2001-10-12
Posts 1218 |
These are voices from the heart, the sounds of life given and nurtured; the vibrations which support my being in space and time, the music which accompanies my body causing the seed to grow, strong, wise and loving in all of life until the day I return again to her womb to be reborn and to repeat the endless cycle of life engendered within my mother: the earth and thus I honour her in her labours by listening and loving: I hear the call of a great horned owl on the high branch of an old spruce; the soft patter of snow-shoe hares circling a hay stack in harsh moonlight; the crackling of the northern lights flashing fiery waves of coloured lights; the song of frogs on the edge of a pond on a clear spring night reflecting stars. The gentle ripple of wavelets bouncing against a half-submerged log; the laughter of coyotes in distant fields mocking the bark of the farmer’s dog. Yes, these are the voices that forever echo in my mind that forever remind of my passage on planet Earth. |
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Midnitesun![]()
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
oh, WW, now you've made me homesick for the northern lights, which I call my rainbow dancing lights (perhaps it is time to re-visit my Alaska poetry) |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
A beautiful description of nature's gifts. Enjoyed this write very much. TD |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
Excellent 'write'…as always! I am especially fond of: “These are voices from the heart, the sounds of life given and nurtured; the vibrations which support my being in space and time, the music which accompanies my body causing the seed to grow, strong, wise and loving in all of life…”; as well as: “the call of a great horned owl on the high branch of an old spruce; the soft patter of snow-shoe hares circling a hay stack in harsh moonlight the crackling of the northern lights flashing fiery waves of colour…”; AND: “the laughter of coyotes in distant fields mocking the bark of the farmer’s dog.”; Very serious, long-sustained applause!! |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
The voices from your heart have many wonderful, spiritual insights to impart WindWalker. Ida |
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PoetsPlay Member
since 2007-12-22
Posts 56California |
Good poem, and I love your title for it! Alexandra |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
very beautiful words here WW... Merry Christmas to you my friend RDB x Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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ArtSolstice Member
since 2007-03-18
Posts 498 |
Thank you for this, WW. Thank you. |
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