Quiet Sought (poem) by Michelle M Mead on AuthorsDen

Quiet Sought
by Michelle M Mead → (All Poetry by Michelle M Mead)
Rated "PG13" by the Author.

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Based on a painting of the same name by Jeffrey Terreson, oil on canvas http://www.howardmandville.com/Pages/Artist%20pages/terreson.html His other work can be found at the above site along with the painting featured here. The simplicity, detail and understated movement in his work really allows the poet's mind to run away, lol.

i rode off on his hard sweaty back solid and warm between my legs bare back-- yes, i was naked from this pale flesh to this separate soul and back again gone the thick protective layers before the some other nothing came nothing but some- any - quiet sought i'll always be running free besides no reins-- no rider-- into the everlasting and no ropes to hold back these old wings i was born with spreading wide and living full Isadora Duncan once said before those scarves and fast cars that "You were wild here once-- don't let them tame you" don't let them, i tell you don't can't still the restless wandering song of my dreams dreams filled with winding roads and our silence salt of the earth folks and small town all-night diners those wild freedom painted ponies blazing fast carrying nothing but the stillness of peace and light don't cage me and promise me gnarled ropes tied on a rickety white picket fence you built with the wood left over from your discarded dreams hell no-- the quiet sought can't be bought or sold but found in the broken pocket mirror and the face staring back at me

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on August 16, 2009

truth as naked as the rider of the horse -- it whispers in between the galloping gate and the wind whistling by the ear -- expression, to run free as the wild horses -- your delivery is perfectly marvelous in this rendering Michelle -- peace and love my friend -- Jon Michael

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on August 8, 2009

Great write of wild riding, but cowboys wore jeans for a reason, and it wasn't tranquil... ;-)

Ron

Reviewed by Elizabeth Russo

Reviewed on August 7, 2009

I love how art inspires you, Michelle. This is a wonderful capture of the mood of this painting. Resplendent! You are a fine verbal artist! ~Hugs, Elizabeth

Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg

Reviewed on August 6, 2009

i'm mesmerized within the lines of this piece Michelle...wonderfully captivating

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Superb! You certainly did justice to the splendid simplicity of his painting! I wish he could read this;-).I love it!...ET

Reviewed by Jms Bell

...DON'T MAKE ME OVER... THIS IS A WELL WRITTEN WORK FULL OF STRONG PHRASES AND CLEAR IMAGERY...ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING AND GOD BLESS YOU. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Bennett Kremen

A humdrum world doesn' t have a chance against such freedom celebrated with such passion.

Reviewed by Gene Williamson

To me, Michelle, one of your best. Happily, you'll never
run out of paintings, and we'll contine to share the beauty
of your poetic interpretations in such memorable lines as...

don't cage me
and promise me
gnarled ropes tied
on a rickety white picket fence
you built with the wood left over
from your discarded dreams

Uniquely Michelle. -gene.

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Michelle, you are an artist of words....wonderful work.

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Gosh ... i haven't heard the name Isadora Duncan for so many years. probably since college. She was a force that woman. And in my opinion the innovator and performer of something totally unique.

Michele, the first strophe is unique in its imagery and I like how you repeated the title. I enjoyed the format of seven stanzas, seven being a number of completeness or a kind of finality.

The sparcity of punctuation at first was disquieting, but when I visualized Isadoras freedom of movement in her interpretations I saw the metaphor between the dancer and the horse.

Also the sixth stanza is certainly (in my opinion) the strongest poetic parameter for your interpretation (not only for the horse but also for the human spirit) and, also, one of those special literary moments that enter into you and stay. Well done!

Blessings ...

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Ah Michelle...as always you apply words to paper as an artist puts brush to canvas...lovingly and with such passionate grasp of your thoughts and ideas. I truly love the way you offered this one to us and I savored each line...well done.

fee

Reviewed by Masimba Mukichi

Brilliant write.EAnjoyed reading it.

Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle

Marvelous poem,its always a pleasure reading your works.take care

EDWIN

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Absolutely wonderful Michelle. Thank you for sharing.

Newfie hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Douglas Bentley

Reviewed on August 5, 2009

Nothing holds you back

Not a word you lack

Spectactular!!

Doug

Reviewed by Lori Moore

"don't cage me

and promise me

gnarled ropes tied

on a rickety white picket fence

you built with the wood left over

from your discarded dreams"

Great lines. It is a terrible thing to be tamed. Enjoyed.

Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson

Interesting relay of thoughts Michelle as the rider become one in sorts with the subject in hand...the emotion of being boud, yet free...wonderful piece..
Allen