Tuesday, January 19, 2010

the woods of the flaming trees




lightly the breeze holds the melody
that flows forth from your lips
memorable words a parody
as smooth as crafted scripts
that by the red rays of the harvest moon
i allow to through me flow
caught by the mesmerizing tune
i take your hand and follow
into the woods of the flaming trees
as leaves our shoulders dust
awak’ning in me the chill of disease
your words are laced with rust
and with the onset of natures death
my soul froze to your plea
cold is the whisper on your breath
i retreat into woods misty





45 comments:

  1. your words are laced with rust
    and with the onset of natures death
    my soul froze to your plea

    Do like this bit!

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  2. Retreat to sanctuary where only you possess the key and the locks are on the inside of the door. Flames can never melt nor burn this place of safety.

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  3. I like this a lot, it reminds me of how good I feel alone in the woods, something I really enjoy.

    Secretia

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  4. made me think of empty promises to entice love...a wicked wicked trick.

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  5. I was thinking as I arrived here this morning, how glad I am that there is Shadow's blog to go to, and then you pull this gem out of your hat.

    Hmm, just because the opening bars of the old saw are familiar, doesn't mean it still has any life left, does it? And yet, there is always a deeper place to go to, away from the burning, the destruction, and into mist and green and peace. I really really like this.

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  6. A slightly new departure for you. I think you should follow it and see where it leads.

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  7. Geez, Shadow-the first half had me running again, tuggin my pants up to keep em on; only to find rust again. I swear to God I want to cry. It doesn't matter. I'll go anyway. I'm no stranger to the rain. ~rick

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  8. Haunting, yes, but something more, too. Hair up on arms.
    xo
    erin

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  9. the very first four lines of this one, just captures the essence of the whole shebang. Love it Shadow.

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  10. "your words are laced with rust..." Oooo, scary! And what happens after you retreat?

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  11. Sometimes - I just don't know what to say.

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  12. There is a let down of some sort as the words start out with enticing words. "follow into the woods".
    Then the rust and death and frozen soul is not what was expected in the beginning of the walk into the woods.
    See, you write so well that it is almost real for the reader.

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  13. not fair , NOT fair ... hahahh!!
    3 or 4 days ago i wrote something with a similar feeling ... but you do this so much better than me !!!
    not fair at all .


    i loved Shadow .
    kisses !!

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  14. I also love to walk alone in the woods but with so many people walking alone in the woods, why are the woods not crowded?
    Lovely atmospheric poem.
    Blessings, Star

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  15. Beautiful Words and fantastic shot !! What a Great post !!

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  16. hoping i will have my own retreat .
    Thanks for asking about me.I'm afraid to dream they might not come true

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  17. I am addicted to ur beautiful poetry,,,,,




    jolliieesss:)

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  18. Once again captured by your dark yet beautiful web of words!
    Be blessed!

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  19. I retreated into those woods this past weekend but it was pleasant and beautiful.

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  20. Wow. Haunting and yet comforting. Nature helping you see the lies in the "crafted scripts" so that your soul becomes frozen to the plea. Good work as always. I'm going to read down your blog a bit now to see if there is anything which will tune into my feelings today. There's usually something. Sorry I don't visit very much, but I'm always happy I've been :-)

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  21. "i take your hand and follow
    into the woods of the flaming trees"

    I love the mental image that comes to mind in those lines. You paint such pretty pictures with your poems. (:

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  22. really beautiful verse - just viscerally moving! love your wordpicture!!!

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  23. It's like reading a trance poem, i could hear it resonate in my ears and move to my heart.

    I so get this poem from my own perspective and thank you for voicing the words I have felt, what a gift you have.

    love
    gabi

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  24. "your words are laced with rust"

    perfection.

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  25. this almost gives me the chills! I like it though, the feeling and imagery is so powerful. whew!

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  26. Beware of what lures you to the woods. This is magnificent. I wasn't always a fan of poetry, but you burn such images into my mind I love it.

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  27. intelligence speaks through all living life forms. Each one opens and invites a meeting of consciousness. You choose how to add to the quality of your life or not.

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  28. so......I will agree with all the others Shadow......

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  29. Autumn is my favorite season, and this one captures it in all its definitions.

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  30. Ah! Been a long time since I ran my eyes through your terse verses. As always, your poem is bountiful with vivid imagery! Way to go, my friend. Way to go!

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  31. Great definitions here! You always leave me speechless! Great work!!!

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  32. oh shadow...

    from this lightly the breeze holds the melody
    that flows forth from your lips
    you had me in a dream state....

    you know I like kisses...

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  33. you little firestarter you!
    i think i have been aflame since i began reading your blog (some time ago) :)

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  34. I love this one! fantastic! I don't know what else I could say when you have said it so well :)

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  35. I just came to your blog, it feels like a dream come true. Stunning.
    Katrin

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  36. dis one is too gud.......u alwaz made a gr8 imagery in frnt of viewers

    cheers

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  37. Yes, sometimes it's a little too easy to be lured in by sweet words. But then, nature always takes its course and eventually all is revealed. Beautifully written!

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