The Willow Dome

The Willow Dome

A Poem by Shane Hogan Poetry

Walk with me to the willow dome. 
Follow the eccentric to his home.
All can be answered
and you could be the easel 
for his thought;
Or do i say ezel for those
who think in dutch?

Travel through the narrow lanes,
whilst taking in the concise silence. 
This is the ecology what is living 
and there observers. 
Do not claim duress, 
Your hand is free to let go.  

Creep through the ragged rock,
Emancipation will soon follow. 
The weeds are emblazoned against the walls, 
They stand dignified. 
Humanity has ceased a while back. 
Pesticides cannot stop  new life. 
"Its beautiful" your eyes say, 
I am elated at such Freudian slips. 

A couple of steps further now. 
You will know I have not been fulsome. 
All has been an illusion
 for us to gain level;
Watch the concave thoughts disappear, 
I have removed your illogical fear. 

We have reached the willow dome. 
New flagstones decorate the ground. 
The first question I asked of many was 
"Does the circle which forms its pattern, 
Rotate outward or rotate in?"; 
Over Time I discovered the question. 
Only the road in the past 
 forever moves one way.  

© 2013 Shane Hogan Poetry


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Truly wonderful. I love the last stanza... and it poses a very interesting question: "Does the circle which forms its pattern/rotate outward of rotate in?"
That is definitely something to ponder on a deep philosophical level. Personally, I would say it does a little bit of both... perhaps a bit more inward than outward.


Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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The voice of this poem is somehow both relatable and omniscient. Great job!

Posted 10 Years Ago


wow that's a beautiful piece of poetry ..!! such a great meaning explained it the lines.!:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I read this as a journey of the self shared with another, like showing them the way, and wanting them to see what you see. It's good. I love the words Willow Dome, sounds like a safe place or a sanctuary.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Interesting and beautifully written.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Truly wonderful. I love the last stanza... and it poses a very interesting question: "Does the circle which forms its pattern/rotate outward of rotate in?"
That is definitely something to ponder on a deep philosophical level. Personally, I would say it does a little bit of both... perhaps a bit more inward than outward.


Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A interesting ride in the poem. I like poetry that asked questions.
"Does the circle which forms its pattern, Rotate outward or rotate in?"
A very good question. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like it - two things and they are MINOR so pardon me - it's is intentionally missing apostrophe or no? and the one phrase seems like it should be "the first question of many I asked was" instead of the other way around.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I don't have a clue what this is about

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You have a very easy style and speak in pleasant word..
I like this.
Any thing else to be said would be.....good job Shane.

Scott

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Co. Kildare, Leinster , Ireland



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