Posted by: Ron DuBour | June 16, 2014


Poesy plus Polemics

"Woodland Walk" Painting by Niamh Slack From “Woodland Walk”
Painting by Niamh Slack

my sylvan soul
would lie in woodland
green touched gold
by fingered sun
here to watch the life
I left behind continue
in proud regal skin
of bear and moose
who amble in their
monarch paths to
sparkling streams
that run their cold
and clean fresh
course between the
footsteps of my
years I’d hear the
birdsong I once sang
find further voice
my legacy in chorus
with blonde swarms
of bees and zephyr
breezes slipping
through the leafy
hands of sturdy boughs
the hardy bones that
gave me posture in
my treeless youth
when learning how
to stand against
unkindness of the
urban world and dream
this time of sweet
escape to sleep upon
soft needled thatch
that beds these shady
trails where all my
never meets forever
close to creatures
feral in their peace
with God and nature
joined in…

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  1. That watercolor is beautiful

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