The wind is exceedingly strong
Speaking through the leaves
Of marigold trees
Answering to the revolving breezes
In tones
Of rustling color
There is a solitary limb on one tree
Green with spring moonlight
Swaying
Into a vision of stillness
Alive and gesturing upward
Toward the vast network of stars
On this branch there is an owl
Gazing toward me
Fluttering its wings
Pruning its feathers
Its eyes piecing the fabric
Of the night air
I rise to match its eyes
It stares into mine
Into the face of my dream
And hoots a sense of approval
As it flies off into the distance
In my dream I am perched on a limb
Looking over the forest
At one with the motion of nature’s wings
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Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)
Reviewed on June 24, 2005
This is really unique I like this one alot!. Natures wings, getting the approval of the Owl, master of the night, looking over the forest brings alot of honor in this. Absolutely magnificent!(c :)
I like how you did the flip flop in this poem- from Nature to YOU-YOur visions filled with so much imagery-Wonderful Robert- what's your nickname? any? I enjoy your writings, you fell upon my eyes one evening, glad you did.... I like what you have to say and how you feel- HUGs,Sheee
Beautiful dreamer. I can imagine you in ancient times, Jude, seeped in Nature religion and magic. This poem conjures up visions of that time...
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on May 28, 2005
This is the sort of dream we wish would go on and on... it is a special poet who can first express it but, as well, bring the reader along. Some pieces cause involuntary sighs... this is one. katy xox
This is now one of my favorite "Jude" poems! I am saving this, it holds a special meaning for me! Especially right here:
"I rise to match its eyes
It stares into mine
Into the face of my dream"
You capture so much...Mystery, Wisdom, Vision and much more.
Excellent and inspiring work!
It seems on your journey into the world of enlightenment you have taken a bit of time to pause and digest all that you have consumed to this point; yet you are perched and ready to move on to the next higher limb once all of the truth and understanding of your current position are realized. This is a fine piece depicting the ever changing position of the evolving spirit. Wonderful write! A peaceful journey to you, my friend.
Take care,
Sherry
This is potent stuff buddy and I tell you I think I had similiar dreams back in the sixties when the weed was good and pure. lol Just kidding great write jude and very enjoyable.
Dreams can be fascinating, scary, enlightening, mysterious.... Enjoyed your walk through the forest immensely, and your sense of being the owl who overlooked you. Good write!
Peace.
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on May 27, 2005
Beautiful dream of transformation! I could feel the action, and have felt it :-)
Bingo! Or is it bongo..?! This is wide-eyed and mesmeric, Jude - and very elegant. Love the stabilising and soothing sounds of vast, flapping wings, very tranquil. Before I warbled on yesterday, I was going to say that Fertile Surface had a kind of mirroring quality... somehow this has the same self-reflexive feel to it, too. You'll have us all believing that even pigs can fly with all these dream sequences that seem to plausible and possible... but for now, that branch of yours is going to be getting mighty crowded: budge up a bit, folks... room for a little one?! :)) K xx
Cool dream. Cool poem. Totally awesome owl to bring you such a powerful affirmation of the visionary gifts of poetry that you so generously bestow upon the world. Peace.
awesome conclusion to this dream. my question is, are you going to hoot your approval when somebody flies up to your branch and looks you in the eye? and do you have wings? lots of great images throughout. Dawn
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Keep dreaming and penning.
Joy and starlight
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This is now one of my favorite "Jude" poems! I am saving this, it holds a special meaning for me! Especially right here:
"I rise to match its eyes
It stares into mine
Into the face of my dream"
You capture so much...Mystery, Wisdom, Vision and much more.
Excellent and inspiring work!
Take care,
Sherry
Felix
Peace.
one's face on a beach....really smooth
and Excellent write!
be reading more of your work.
Rich Suarez
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