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Before the end of hermitage
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Before the end of hermitage |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn 
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Soon, would be the best time to visit By winter, I’ll have left, packed up Abandoned the shack Gone back to the city So, you should come, if you’ve a mind to Before the woodstove becomes lonely You really should travel by water Taking the river above Buckeystown dam An easy float between the large rocks An apparent family of great granite hippos Then, an attentive moment through the millrace There’s a thrill there, and a spill for the careless Now, you can make a day of it, no way to get lost Let the river guide you, he knows the way Ask him to take you under the willows Where once, I saw Ophelia floating Take your lunch at a sandy stretch, just opposite A sheer rock wall and a slow green pool An eagle lives nearby, but he’s a curmudgeon And will, no doubt, pretend he’s not home If the day is mild, sit with a book under the maples Let daylilies and bluebells read over your shoulder They seldom get the chance and are usually grateful Though their memory, like their season is short Soon you’ll see brick staircases leading from the bank To homes no longer there, taken by a long ago flood They’re still visible, if you look closely Faint outlines against the treeline I’ll meet you at the landing below Lilypons bridge The resident heron will announce your arrival I’ll welcome you with a glass and a smile And together, we’ll hear the owls tell their stories With a nod to A.R.Ammons |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ed What a joy it would be to do those things, if I only had a boat! You managed to create a beautiful scene in your invitation...very unique way to do it, too. Enjoyed! |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Thank you for the tour my friend, although your love for the place has long been transparent to anyone with ears to hear, it was very lovely to spend a day of grace with you...at what will always be YOUR place.  |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
Ed...Why would anyone want too leave such a beautiful tranquil place as you have written of. I could come visit, but I'm afraid I would stay forever. Thanks for the vivid pictures of paradise it this wonderful poem...Paul ~~To share my poems with you is to share my heart with you~~ |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
and so many times I have seen this and pictured it in my head, yet never have I traveled such a beautifully lonesome path with you. I despise that you had to write this, but will be happy to see you in comfort. |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
I am happy that you decided to write. |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
inspired you a great deal my friend you make it a shame to leave... perhaps you should write one for the other side lest your mind grow too anguished at the leaving something about cold and wood and cold and hungry woodstoves and cold excellent ed |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
*packing up*  always sounds so peaceful. "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
An easy float between the large rocks An apparent family of great granite hippos Then, an attentive moment through the millrace There’s a thrill there, and a spill for the careless Now, you can make a day of it, no way to get lost Let the river guide you, he knows the way Ask him to take you under the willows Where once, I saw Ophelia floating Take your lunch at a sandy stretch, just opposite A sheer rock wall and a slow green pool An eagle lives nearby, but he’s a curmudgeon And will, no doubt, pretend he’s not home If the day is mild, sit with a book under the maples Let daylilies and bluebells read over your shoulder They seldom get the chance and are usually grateful Though their memory, like their season is short Soon you’ll see brick staircases leading from the bank To homes no longer there, taken by a long ago flood They’re still visible, if you look closely Faint outlines against the treeline ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ you just painted with words a panaramic of paradise...and my idea of heaven... there is magic between the river and the trees... and how cool is this analogy... An apparent family of great granite hippos WAAAYYYY COOL.. awesome write poet sir.  I'll bare the brunt of your long buried pain |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
an end..and a beginning.. both bittersweet as is life.. good to read you m'friend.. always good to read you... |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
I'm on my way.....YOU M'Bro, are a joy to read..   Mxx ~i want for myself your trembling~ |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"Let daylilies and bluebells read over your shoulder They seldom get the chance and are usually grateful" such a peaceful scene, one that would be nearly impossible to walk away from... until the freeze or the flood arrives |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
travelling your distances~~~~vivid & descriptive... always a pleasure to find you, ~baby **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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Greeneyes 
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
Hi Ed, I too enjoyed the river tour...sounds as though your heart will stay....thanks for sharing this... |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
"So, you should come, if you’ve a mind to Before the woodstove becomes lonely You really should travel by water Taking the river above Buckeystown dam An easy float between the large rocks An apparent family of great granite hippos Then, an attentive moment through the millrace There’s a thrill there, and a spill for the careless" Well, I'd probably take I-70 but only because one of my oars is in the shop for a tune up... Yanno, Ed, you make that "shack" sound more like a natural refuge to me. Wouldn't take me much encouragement to hole up in there for the winter but then I guess it would make going out for coffee and cigarettes kinda tricky on those damn snow days we get around these parts, huh??? |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
I think I know that place -- reminds me of home. Wranx, thanks for the lovely memories. ....jo |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Bittersweet leaving that place I am sure Ed, but don't forget I have talked with the "Winterized Yeti" and trust me it ain't a purty. Remember, frozen toes, and fingers, blankies galore? Oh but if it had a heating system, right? If those walls of the shack could talk I can't even imagine the winter thoughts of yours that they would speak. However, I do love these summer and fall ones. This sucks if you are really leaving there? I even watch that river of yours all the time. Somehow you and that river just seem to belong together, at least in my mind. If you are going for the winter, are you going back in the spring? Oh...sorry, this was a beautiful picture, and I did honestly take the journey to the shack in my mind with it, honest! |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
A wise man spoke to me. His voice spiraled from crescent spike stapled to velvet, obsidian. While thunder, volcanic - rose from my belly to ascend my throat. My own speech, possessed. He placed me on a river. I carelessly plodded my way, while he stood, fierce upon the bank. Making sure I never fell. I did fall. Spouting unsubstantial claims regarding happiness and comfort. He did not complain. Rather listened, and smiled. Never in constant worry of the next rain, the forecast, a snowfall. To me. And if I happened to mention anything he would brush me away. His hand, flippant to the air. Me, wishing I could just keep him warm. |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
incredible imagery |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
me thinks, a piece of this will always be home to you. may your travels be wonderful... |
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WhileIWasGone Member
since 2002-07-18
Posts 486 |
Y'hei shlamah rabbah meen sh'mahyah,v'chahyeem aleynu v'al kohl. Oseh shalom beem'roh'mahv, hoo ya'aseh shalom,aleynu v'al kohl. *kisses* Nikki |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I’ll meet you at the landing below Lilypons bridge The resident heron will announce your arrival I’ll welcome you with a glass and a smile And together, we’ll hear the owls tell their stories ~*~ Is it to late to listen?  Thought not. |
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