Meadows with no clocks

There are journeys that leave no footprints

A heron hovering

flighting in sunlit skies

winged breath in angel visions

there are journeys with no footprints

feathered wings in life’s flight over meadows with no clocks

only the trafficked flitter of butterflies

only the roaring call of songbirds

how the soul seeks rest

songs of the Sabbath

no warring factions

feathering fractions

Sing me songs of the meadowed millpond mirrors

of melted anxieties drip dripping down

tell me what life should feel like

surely not this over-burdened fight

not this darkened screeching night

I want the feeling of lifting flight

soaring over worlded wonders

breathing cloud crystals

fly me over meadows with no clocks

time there rides on a heron’s wings…

Reviews

[Miri Grace]

As someone with anxiety, this poem has a sense of peace about it that is quite impactful. The lines "tell me what life should feel like / surely not this over-burdened fight" struck a chord with me. Excellent piece.

[An owl on the moon]

I am glad you were able to find the peace here Miri. May it fill you this autumn in every way.

[Brilli B]

This poem was interesting. I really liked the very beginning paragraphs. "A heron hovering flight in sunlight skies, winged breath in angel vision. "

[An owl on the moon]

I deeply appreciate your kind words. This was inspired by a wondrous heron soaring over my home. Such peace.

[Rye]

fly me over meadows with no clocks
time there rides on a heron’s wings…

Such awesome imagery here, these lines are brilliant. Enjoyed your words here.

[An owl on the moon]

So grateful for your review, Rye. Thank you so much.

[Kesch (Finding Julia)]

I really enjoyed this creative write, love the line of "Fly me over meadows with no clocks" So creative and wonderful

[lightsong]

such deep affectionate and yearning tune my sensitive friend, there are some valued thoughts which came to me while reading Your words that we can have a long conversation about. that dream of the better beautiful peaceful world where we all live with Love, the fighter Soul that still surviving and keeping faith, one day will go home where there is no time or place only eternal peace, love and light, and till then it travels life while still dreaming and soaring high, a personal piece pouring tenderly with emotions.

[An owl on the moon]

Dear Light, thank you so much for your kind, wondrous words. Forgive my delay in getting back to you. Your presence is always deeply appreciated. Life often has a way of pulling me into shadows. Yes.. one day there will be only peace... only love... only light...

[lightsong]

never worry my poetical friend, when it comes to delay I'm the queen of it lol

may life brings You more peace and light ✨

[Karmee]

Wonderful, plain wonderful, Love the out play of the words, This is so good. **Bravo**

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

This is full of emotional wishes of some possible realities.
This poem took me a million miles away from the present as I flew with it on the heron's wings through the air of its freshness meaning. It's motivating, inspiring and impactive to me in particular.

Great piece!

-: Humble Kay.

[An owl on the moon]

Your words are filled with such kindness, my friend. Thank you for stopping here. May you be found soaring with the herons this week.

[barleygirl]

This is a luscious poem! I am reminded of how I feel about living here by the wilderness . . . being here transports me to all kinds of places and your poem paints a few spots with lyrical attention to word sounds fluttering in a flock. The title line drips with originality & relativity . . . I had to click & your poem delivers all the freshness your title promises (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[An owl on the moon]

Ah, Margie, thank you! Oh yes, the beauty of the wilderness just lifts the soul. Someone posted pics of Yosemite the other day. I literally grew up there.. every summer... every winter. It truly felt like Eden. (((HUGS)))

[barleygirl]

I went to Yosemite pretty often & my brother lived at Cedar Grove (Kings Canyon) several summers during college! Love all those places!

[An owl on the moon]

Oh they're all wonderful! Yes! Best memories... :)

[Jade]

Very deep and quite the intriguing write;
I especially love these lines here....

"winged breath in angel visions
there are journeys with no footprints
feathered wings in life’s flight over meadows with no clocks"

Such a wonderful grasp on words you have.

[An owl on the moon]

Brandie, it's a joy to read your kind words!

[Kenneth The Poet]

And this is the place where time stops as they say. Time flies away but not as we see it but on the wings of a beautiful creature. You sir are a master of conceptual nature poetry.

[An owl on the moon]

Kenneth, so good to have you back! Thank you for your uplifting words. Truly.