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Blue Cabin
by Michelle M Mead

Saturday, July 30, 2011
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Inspired by the painting of the same name by Wolf Kahn, oil on canvas




Hidden in woods intrepid travellers are we,

searching for the treasures that others can't see,

no longer daunted by our lack of direction,

we carry our shields high for our own protection.


I never carried a sword before you,

before knowing a heart could be pierced through,

if I had I would've put up a better defense,

and relied more upon my own common sense.


And when faced with you all reason is lost,

I rush in completely no matter the cost,

hunter or hunted so the story begins,

unable to stop when caught up in these winds.


I want to live now and slay this strange beast,

to conquer the sorrow my soul can't release,

to wade through the covering of summer's new leaves,

and forget how temptation is the greatest of thieves.


But up ahead in the thickest of branches you know,

is a little blue cabin where travellers go,

who do take a chance when the weather is fine,

to risk it all blindly for one moment divine.






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Reviewed by Douglas Bentley 8/7/2011
I felt protected
But was left feeling vulnerable
Reviewed by Jon Willey 8/4/2011
Michelle, the oil and canvass pale with inadequacy when compared to your poem. Love, a journey we make on our own. Our senses often blinded. We leap into the emotion seldom giving consideration to consequences. Your verbal rendering flows with the oil of penned passion. I bid you love and peace my dear friend. Jon Michael
Reviewed by Ronald Hull 8/2/2011
Reminds me of Little Red Riding Hood. Temptations are all around us and hopefully the little blue cabin is a refuge. Full of imagery without the benefit of seeing the painting.

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila 8/2/2011
"Hidden in woods intrepid travellers are we,searching for the treasures that others can't see" .... stunning phrasing in this wonderfully crafted poem, Michelle! Bravo!

Reviewed by John Flanagan 7/31/2011
Ah, that cursed common sense, how it
deserts us in our passions and wants,
but would we have it any other way...?
Gorgeous images, Michelle,
and as ever, superior writing.

Reviewed by James Johnston 7/31/2011
A beauty! Reminds me of the ebb and flow of one's love life.
I have experienced them both, so I have adopted the quote "Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone." Very nice poem, Michelle! Blessings, Just Jim
Reviewed by Frank Stein (Reader) 7/31/2011
Oh Michelle, you must have written this for me ! Isn't love the BEST and WORST emotion we can ever feel. I guess the lows make us appreciate the highs. But sometimes it doesn't feel worth the pain. But... this is where the poetry comes from.... so I try to be thankful for them both. Great poem !
Reviewed by Bennett Kremen 7/31/2011
Ah, to be young again. I still remember those moments, but am glad I don't have to live though them anymore. It's a powerful poem and does the job.

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