Among the Pines

Among the pines,

needle-tipped towers

scraping the sky,

I find symbiotic solace

in the enormity of solitude

 

Footfalls are feathers

against the forest floor,

for as I walk, my presence

is blotted away by sunshine

and summer squalls

 

Opposite the weeping river

I cross into confinement,

a clapboard court where

I am no longer a queen,

but a courtesan of the mundane

 

Gravel roads give way

to hedges and highways,

harbingers of sprawl

that slowly sedate the senses--

but I remember…

 

I summon in my mind

the path back to clarity,

here--where the water and wind,

the timber and the texture,

transport me to tranquility

Reviews

[Audrey Howitt]

Beautifully and subtly done. The flow is effortless and the word painting also seems as easy and natural as the flow of a stream.

[Larry Dyson]

nicely softly a walk into the forest state and into the emotions of the trees as one..transporting us to tranquility.. nice piece and peace.

[Jeff Loquist]

who wants to be royalty anyway...i find truth in the outside world...seems like you do as well

[Shadow Writer]

This was really good. I loved the imagery and flow of this poem. Well done. ty SW

[J.V. Alexander]

I absolutely enjoyed reading this fine poem. Relates to my common interest of nature and the beauty it can bring to a person who takes the time to cherish it.
This piece of writing is also similar to my very own works, particularly my new poem entry entitled_A Scenery of The Past's Everlasting Divinity_
I am sure that you would enjoy it as much as I enjoyed_Among The Pines_

[Constance-Outspoken]

This piece uses alliteration in such a natural and unforced way that one must re-read a few times to even notice that this is why this poem flows and tickles the senses so completely. As always, you paint a scene I'm loathe to remove myself from as I finish the read. Beautiful.

[Art Sun]

Tranquility...where else but within the escape of Nature...among the pines, the wind upon the face...sunlight that captures one within solace and those moments of reaching...reaching for that solitude that elusive tranquility that is so so available if we only take the time ...

to find and cherish it...

a most impressive thought, and very well written expression of thought through poem...enjoyed this read...

[jhed]

beautifully written..this is worth your effort..

[Ferg]

this is wonderful writing, MM.....you have an style that moves me along easily. You choose great words and the construction provides me with a read the flows off my tongue......i never stumble.
the third stanza is golden.......a courtesan of the mundane.......great phrase!
You did well on this piece!

[Antonio Valentino]

MM, this here:

"Opposite the weeping river
I cross into confinement,
a clapboard court where
I am no longer a queen,
but a courtesan of the mundane"

was worth the price of admission alone!

I want to live where you live, are there any caves around there?

:)