Simple things that come to light
Like fireflies dancing in the night
Rhumetoid fingers of the great oak
Knarled with time and gently poked
The mist of fog upon the land
With common grounds of God and man
Pondering's on this nature trail
Words that come and never pale
Beauty in this peaceful marsh
Wrapped in arms of fog that wash
City smut from lids left heavy
Feet that whisper... pads to levy
Wages free with no pretext
Peace and quiet... none to vex
Imaginings that come and go
Let it in and out it flows
Breaths so pure
On these moist grounds
Crickets kiss their legs for sound
Ghost of the woman... hair of moss
Draping in grays with nothing the cost
To witness this canvas
Of nature sublime
Before it is lost
From wages of time
There is "romance," in this suberb poem, Susan. You and your love affiar with nature serves well. Love your choice of words, and how they sing your song! This is a real "Keeper." - Bill
You have a great love and affinity with Nature and the Cosmos, that colors and enhances all your works and labours, Susan..
Your Dad has taught you well Susan !
Love and Blessings
Peter
Life is in the details you once said and every detail, however insignificant it may seem, indeed contributes to the whole of which we are capable of overseeing and understanding so little that our entire existence seems a detail itself. But it matters still.
I so loved your closing lines
'To witness this canvas
Of nature sublime
Before it is lost
From wages of time'
This is so poignantly lovely! As Jerry Bolton said, this piece has a soul!
Myrna
The nature trail has often been at the heart of our quest to make sense of the Earth mysteries and the concept of Gaia. Ponderings On This Nature Trail is a reservoir of energy and spirtitual power. A wealth of color and the scope of this poem embraces nature concepts, to the painter, an accessible commentary on canvas from the sacred spring flows the color wheel of palette, Susan! A container within this poem lies animism, every animal and plant with a soul comprehending within itself all other animals of a kindred nature. Anima Mundi, world soul!
Beautiful write only thing missing is a little romance, perhaps somthing at the end like "two lovers stroll neath moonglow true,
stroll hand and hand as lovers do...etc etc etc
Sorry just got wrapped up in this one. Great write
Felix
PS maybe time for us to do a duet...lol
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on April 6, 2006
Superb! The poem read like it had a soul and was guiding me through each and every word. It take talent to get that done and I am seeing that you do it in most of your poetry. Amazing thoughts threaded throughout this poem of earth.
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
Ron
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Very lovely write; very well done! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Your Dad has taught you well Susan !
Love and Blessings
Peter
RAge
'To witness this canvas
Of nature sublime
Before it is lost
From wages of time'
This is so poignantly lovely! As Jerry Bolton said, this piece has a soul!
Myrna
Sage
stroll hand and hand as lovers do...etc etc etc
Sorry just got wrapped up in this one. Great write
Felix
PS maybe time for us to do a duet...lol