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Pilgrimage
Member Elite

since 2001-12-04

Posts 3945
Texas, USA

0 posted 2004-09-08 05:08 PM

I met a man
in Blackbird Wood,
as twilight lit the trees,

hair like cornsilk,
smooth brown cheeks,
and eyes that echoed sea.

As I walked on
in Blackbird Wood,
he turned and walked with me.

The moon dripped gold
on midnight limbs
that trembled in the breeze.

A wilder music
than I knew
came drifting from the leaves

and he and I
trod merrily
the measure Cupid leads.

The mounded leaves
we lay upon
were soft as linen sheets,

his chest a pillow
for my head,
that thrummed a heavy beat.

His words were honey
in my ears,
his kisses just as sweet.

But shadows dimmed
across the path,
the moon passed out of sight,

and soon I found
myself alone
to face the coming light.

I found my love
in Blackbird Wood,
but lost him with the night.

I walk betimes
within the wood,
to smell its soft sweet air,

to dream of youth
an age ago,
before I learned of care,

and marvel at
my riches now,
this silver in my hair.

Nan (Pilgrim variety)

sim0riah
Member

since 2004-09-07

Posts 253
Wyoming USA

1 posted 2004-09-08 05:15 PM

Very sweet..So where is this wooded area?

sim0riah

Only at night you can see the depth of the sun

Sim0riah

Pilgrimage
Member Elite

since 2001-12-04

Posts 3945
Texas, USA

2 posted 2004-09-08 05:16 PM

Only in my dreams

Nan (Pilgrim variety)

sim0riah
Member

since 2004-09-07

Posts 253
Wyoming USA

3 posted 2004-09-08 05:18 PM

Dreams, at least we still have dreams....

sim0riah

miscellanea
Member Elite

since 2004-06-24

Posts 4060
OH

4 posted 2004-09-08 05:58 PM

Oh if this isn't a keeper! I enjoyed the timeless journey through Blackbird Wood. Thanks for sharing this!
miscellanea

Nightshade

Member Patricius

since 2001-08-31

Posts 13962
just out of reach

5 posted 2004-09-08 06:59 PM

to dream of youth
an age ago,
before I learned of care,

and marvel at
my riches now,
this silver in my hair.

Ah yes. I understand. Beautiful. hugs, Chris

"At one glance
I love you
With a thousand hearts."

— Mihri Hatun, Turkish poet

iliana
Member Patricius

since 2003-12-05

Posts 13434
USA

6 posted 2004-09-08 07:04 PM

Pilgrimage, this is lovely. I can also envision this put to early rennaisance music. It has a melody about it that echoes in my ears.

....jo

Pilgrimage
Member Elite

since 2001-12-04

Posts 3945
Texas, USA

7 posted 2004-09-09 09:52 AM

sim-sometimes dreams are all we have. Sigh.

miscellanea, thank you so much. I love to hear it when people like what I write.

Chris, so glad you understand.

iliana, as I was writing it, I thought it might go with a lute strumming in the background. I'm so proud that came across.

Nan (Pilgrim variety)

Susan Caldwell
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-12-27

Posts 8348
Florida

8 posted 2004-09-09 11:00 AM

Nan,

You tell your dreams so well.

"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind"
~Sarah McLachlan~

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