Open Poetry #42 |
Spirit of the Woods |
ilsm Member
since 2008-04-13
Posts 61UK |
As twilight falls, the cooling glade falls still. Late breezes softly shift the leaves upon the trees, And restless shadows flicker like moths upon the mould. The silvery fingers of the early Moon probe down into the wood. And great boughs part to catch its image on the pool. Then she appears, her moonlit face amidst the leaves and shadows, A fleeting image glimpsed, then into shade withdrawn. Forbidding in her countenance, yet beautiful as well, Long hair tumbling down between the roots and branches And into the jet waters of the pool. Still silence settles over her domain. No leaves rustle – the branches sway no more The sacred water in the pools as still and smooth as ice: A darkened sanctuary now hers alone – Her mystic secrets safely kept within the sacred grove. |
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ctowen Member Elite
since 2001-10-18
Posts 2286Green Mountains of VT |
I really liked the feel of your words ..... impressionable good work! Ct |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
ILS~ 'silvery fingers of the early Moon' What lovely imagery to behold~ *Huglets* ~Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Beautiful imagery, has a lovely spiritual feel to it. I do enjoy your writing very much. Ida |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
enjoyed it. yann |
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Seoulair Senior Member
since 2008-03-27
Posts 807Seoul S.Korea |
simply beautiful. love the read. |
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ilsm Member
since 2008-04-13
Posts 61UK |
:-) |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
What Beautiful words that are written from thy Quill! lol ARCTIC WIND |
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