Murmur the Way, Poetry and Spoken Word

In this episode, I voice the poems Murmured Free Verse, I Got Up, Sat Down, and Wrote You This Poem, and Coma. Murmured Free Verse is also posted below. (Scroll Down)

Murmured Free Verse

trace the well-trodden way
surveyed and paved by legions
in macadam, cobbles
asphalt and mosaic

the going is easy
direction obvious
retracing your path
always an option

follow the faded footsteps
of invaders and refugee
explorer and missionary
sojourning bard and minstrel
analogue and shadow

there is no escaping a well-worn groove
so might as well pace lock and step
plough the treads deeper, darker

one day the rains will come
valley deep roads become river
course and habit washed away
migratory memory drowned in deluge
purpose and task lost in the flood

still, lyric and tattoo
haunt the lofty terraces
wind strums and syncopates cattails
whistles with the papyrus
murmurs free-verse in the reeds

Murmured Free Verse is published Domesticate the Heavens. I Got up, Sat Down, and Wrote You This Poem is published in Strays. Coma is published in Monsters, Avatars, and Angels. Please visit my blog to further explore the accompanying photos and essay, some bonus poetry, and keep up-to-date with all my writing. 

Longer works can be found on the my amazon page.

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

Line by line you travel time. absorbing the world and its emotions along with your exploration of our planet's time. To hear you speak is a door quietly opening and calling a welcome from the future.

[Daz]

It's great to hear your audio blog. Always something of value to take away from your readings.

[Robert Trakofler]

Once again the link wouldn’t play your video from me:( it is beginning to feel personal:/ however and this may be because I am so accustomed to your voice now I could hear you saying the lines as I read them:) this reminded me of a frequent dream I had when I was a child of a small village that was submerged in a lake the people that were there before the flood still lingered about their watery homes and they would tell me stories about their experiences

[Pryde Foltz]

That is unfortunate. You might try a different search engine or clearing cookies. I think your take on the poem is a clever one. The subconscious is represented by water:)

[Robert Trakofler]

It seems to be my smartphone that is the problem if I try it on my computer it will work:/ unfortunately when you link on instagram I can’t do it because I don’t have instagram on my computer:( I wish you could email me your links so I could open them on my computer:)

[Coyote Poetry]

I adore how you make the words dance dear Pryde.
"still, lyric and tattoo
haunt the lofty terraces
wind strums and syncopates cattails
whistles with the papyrus
murmurs free-verse in the reed"
I could write a long story from the words above. The words like a circle of memories making us seek things lost and forgotten. Thank you dear friend for sharing your amazing poetry. I do enjoy.
Coyote

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you, Coyote. Yes you have found something for me ... the remembrance. Thank you:)

[Relic]

Beautifully done, Pryde. Looking back and regretting things is very much like getting stuck in a rut while walking down the same path. It's always nice hearing your voice and the wisdom you share.

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you, Relic, for reading and listening:)

[Neville]

stunning .. you just can't beat a bit of free verse in the reeds .. 💯/💯 you not only write em but you recite em so very bloomin well .. Neville

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you so much, Neville:)

[redd Brick Keshner]

Of these our lives are built on, in a way, almost routinary without being quite so 🙏🏻🕊

[Pryde Foltz]

We built our lives indeed with each step. each thought. Thank you for the visit and read:)

[redd Brick Keshner]

You’re most welcome 🙏🏻🕊

[Sami Khalil]

Title and poem are marvelous.

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you:)

[Sami Khalil]

The path is paved with blood, sweat and tears; wellworn for those who are newborn to adventure and risk taking.
We must walk, we must keep moving forward, we must enjoy the journey to self_ discovery and place discovery in this vast cosmos.
You write wisely and express joyfully.

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you ... much wisdom in these words too:)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome Pryde.

[Lorry]

We are such creatures of habit, aren't we? Although taking the well worn path of least resistance does make sense, I often wonder of the more adventurous types just craving to choose their own path and if a hamster on a wheel ever thinks of running free in a non repeating cycle of freedom.
I think the older I get the more I am likely to agree on the well worn path making lighter work of the journey, but I do remember those days of my youth when we feel invulnerable and choose the riskier way.
It's a bit like reading little red riding hood to your grand kids, knowing what is to come and making sure they are awake to hear your warnings after of "do not walk through the woods yourself or a wolf will get you!" 😃

[Pryde Foltz]

I suppose we take the path we are led on until we learn a better way. But how can one never know if she is not a hamster on karma's wheel. Can we escape it ... maybe it is best to slow down and enjoy the view:) Thank you for your wonderful words and thoughts:)

[Lorry]

Indeed. The amount of times ive managed to balsnce precsriously at the top momentarily, before the whhel slips and i find myself at tge bottom, swinging from side to side is quite frankly getting ridiculous now. You'd think life would come with brakes or something so we can enjoy the view from tge top a bit longer, but i guess it keeps us on our toes anyway! 😀