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Stone Wall |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania 
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Ruins in the woods Nestled into meadows deep Where woodlands slumber into sleep’ This long forgotten pathway winds Now overgrown with summer vines A wall of stone in silence stands Dividing woods from nurtured land But crops no longer fill the slope With autumn grains and bits of hope Perhaps a man with dreams of gold Was cast within a farmer’s mold Perhaps he walked these woods one day And gathered thoughts along the way Amongst the briars thick with thorn Somehow a splendid dream was born A wall still marks the furrowed soil The pride, the hardship, love and toil The only sound, a gurgling stream A thousand shades of forest green And this stone wall, a silent shrine To dreams that seem a bit like mine Between the meadow and the trees A wall contains such mysteries A house unseen, a life unknown Have tumbled into piles of stone I pause to think my life some day Be strewn like stone along the way For I have dreams that beckon me And trekked through sharper thorns than he Elzabeth Santos |
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Startime1955 Senior Member
since 2012-04-22
Posts 1072Alberta, Canada |
This poem is musically beautiful...I love the vision you bring to life...*BIG HUGS* *may our dreams ever be magical* |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I am reminded of my grandfather's log house he built alongside a body of water called Walker Creek, with a one-mule syrup mill and a shed for curing meat, he was hardscrabble, working before daybreak until after sundown. When he died the place went to ruin, nobody seemed to care very much for what he had worked very hard day after day feeling his wife and four daughters. Thank you, Elizabeth, for the memories. ~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: So beautifully expressed, dear Elizabeth. I love your use of dreams here as the beginning of a life's work ... Margherita |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"The only sound, a gurgling stream A thousand shades of forest green And this stone wall, a silent shrine To dreams that seem a bit like mine" Love that "Stone Wall" Excellent poetry - and mental image. JL  Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
I absolutely LOVE 'ruins' and stone walls ... especially those of my beloved Scotland ... excellent 'write' !! |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
What a splendid piece of work this is. Mystical and powerful, and vividly portraying images reminiscent to our own life experiences, and what ruins yet remain. What a joy it is to read you again... Michael |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Beautifully done, Elizabeth, as always! It's always a pleasure to see you! |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Liz....This place is familiar yet also your very only life's layers huge with meaning. Hugs! |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
Amongst the briars thick with thorn Somehow a splendid dream was born A wall still marks the furrowed soil The pride, the hardship, love and toil wonderfùl, as all the poem, yann |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
There is much wisdom and beauty in your poem. I enjoyed reading it very much. Ms. E |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
This has the eloquence of Frost at his best... I love this gentle pondering... especially the last verse! |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
this is fine writing...took me back to some of my adventures in the woods and the old treasures you find...James |
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