HINTING AT THE DARKNESS

Prose Poetry

                     Measuring up to the outdoors; harsh, damp,

               with the vagaries of  cold and an old oil lamp;

 

                          Hinting at the darkness,

                            at what lays beneath

 

               Tussling branches,  waver and jerk, ahead of

               tumbling and twisting bedrocks. to which the

              trees,  cling to their expansive appeal, as they

                start to reveal,  their vociferous selves, in

              their early autumn wealth; yellows and oranges,

              converge, as rustics colours constantly emerge. 

 

                          Hinting at the darkness,

                            at what lays beneath

              

                The scene becomes obscured, by wildflowers,

              variously abandoned, mushrooms stand immodestly,

              sulking berries look lost, some are prominent,

                 others seems to hide, if so, who from ?

                      - a charmless, anonymous boss?

Author's Note

Reviews would be welcome.

Reviews

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

Such an intriguing write again, Sheema. I have two interpretations in here: First, literally speaking about nature and the change of season, you described a picture of a forest. Second, metaphorically speaking about a scene in a workplace...new boss, new regulations, etc...like changing of season.

Thanks for this thought-provoking piece.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

It is my pleasure, I really appreciate your review and interpretations.

[Edmund S. Obumba]

I think i just got inspiration from this..

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

I adore the form and the style of this poem. Classy! And the content does not disappoint as well. :)

[Ency Bearis]

Very creative and uniquely well described nature, great piece.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

I LOVE THE NATURE SCENES WITHIN THIS WRITING! :)

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Thanks a million Josie.

[Hotwater]

Another cracker Sheema... such an energy of words... many thanks for this super read.

*bird*

[SHEEMA HUQ]

You are very welcome, your time is much appreciated.

[MOON]

Some bosses will do that to you! Lovely write mysterious, what lies beneath like a horror movie.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Thanks very much for visiting and of course for this review, Moon!

[Tai Ryens]

Searching for the mechanics of nature that you feel are hidden behind nature itself.. I quite enjoyed the idea

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Thank you Tai, I think that your interpretation, has actually captured my initial idea behind the poem, very well.

[Pryde Foltz]

A beautiful poem about nature with a hint at its immense power. Beautiful pictures you paint with your words.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Thanks you Pryde for such a compliment :)

[luviva]

there is a hint of the survivakl of the fittest in your write..
nice message to us all in society and a wakeup call for the unfit to
fight for themselves (the mushrooms type) and for the fit (the wildflowers) to lend a hand to the unfit to
let them be!
nice one friend

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Such an interesting interpretation from you thank you, Luviva, much appreciated :)