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ghostwood (revised)
by Rhyana Fisherwithin my head there lies a space
where softly sings the wind
a willow tree weeps silently
a pond collects her tears
swaying reeds rasp in the breeze
while silver minnows dart
just out of sight 'neath rippled light
from lurking rainbow trout
within that space where quiet waits
pine sentinels stand guard
the sun pounds harsh upon the ground
where blades of grass protest
as flowers pray for saving rain
bright faces skyward turned
the droning hum of bumbling bees
accompanies their pass
invisible i hide beneath
the willow's dangling boughs
no human being to jar the scene
no words to mar the melody
i hide beneath the willow tree
to rest, to sleep, to dream12/11/2003 Author's Note: could still use a bit more revision but definitely an improvement.
Posted on 12/11/2003
Copyright © 2024 Rhyana Fisher
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Thomas K. Hunt on 12/11/03 at 08:18 AM Outstanding imagery....very well done |
| Posted by Brian Francis on 12/11/03 at 03:42 PM This piece is intriguing. What a wonderful scene you set.
Thanx --bf |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 12/14/03 at 03:21 AM 'i see a place within my head' the observer seems to have almost merged with the observed. The scene is what is. 'A place with in my head.'
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| Posted by Ginette T Belle on 12/15/03 at 03:17 PM love the format...it is smooth and flowing and the imagery, as already mentioned, is oustanding... |
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