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Swamp Echoes |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana 
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bayou country creek by any other name river maybe south Louisiana place of water swamps with huge beige moons making it feel soggy like a mushroom just picked distorted cypress knees gives the impression of dark things magnificent birds with spindly legs swoop for its dinner moss everywhere covering the trees adding to the mystic here in the bog of the swamp you don’t have shadows you have you watery reflection civilization disappears gives way to ghosts of the past with their long beards awaiting the rain or whatever these ghosts give comfort for our tears they whisper indistinctly and . . . when the rain comes as it must the ghosts’ cold hands seem to caress understanding you are only a trembling gloom thrown by the magic which surrounds you and the echoing sounds in your ears you understand someone will be standing where you are listening to your echo a thousand years from now ©June 23, 2014 / Jerry Pat Bolton ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Deep in thoughts. I could picture the swamp and I could almost hear the echoes... Great write, JP. As always!! 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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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thanks, JL. Again, good seeing you back. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Jerry, loving this. I also could almost feel and smell the heavy air and moisture there along the banks. jo |
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Redstart Senior Member
since 2014-05-16
Posts 535 |
Some great imagery here. And on it goes; nothing changes : those magnificent birds will always swoop amongst the moss. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
My friend you have the swamp in your blood. And you put blood, sweat and tears in all you write This is no exception. Lori |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank all of you, Jo, Redstart and Lori. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Just the piece of magic I need right now. Thank you. This is right up my forest path. Other than mangrove swamps (which are very different from your swamp, it seems), I have never seen a swamp, except in this poem and others of yours previously, but I feel that I am right there, alone, to imbibe its every breath. Owl |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
We are below sea level in much of south Louisiana, Owl, and that affects the makeup of our swamps. I'm glad you liked the poem and maybe put you in a different place for a change. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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