Forest Time

Forest Time

A Poem by Jayne Disdaine

 

I want to take my love to the forest.

I’m not sure he appreciates my wonder.

I don’t know if he’ll adopt my joy.

The freshness, it wipes the drearies and desolate wailing-woman moanings from my pessimistic heart.

There’s wisdom in these sturdy timber corridors, and tiny perfect treasures the silently teeming peace is waiting to impart,

I want to show this to my boy.

 

The dappled light through ancient gum branches

Contrasts and imprints on my exposed soul.

Nothing else matters in the sacred.

In normal life I’m terrified he’ll never see what I do here amongst the fragile powerful giants.

In forest time he can’t miss how tiny, striving tendrils of hope bloom prolific in the not-quite silence.

Forest time does not allow anxiety to twist and jive, entwined vines that give way to hatred.

 

I’d like to walk those golden paths

In step with my lovers rhythm

Indulging, sans guilt, in the shared sacrament of bliss.

We would never sink to quarrel if we kept house here with the kangaroos and lizards

They don’t tolerate our stupid frailties; just don’t get our compulsion to seek ancient hardnesses to revisit.

In the forest, each morning is blessed with a life affirming perfect kiss. 

© 2014 Jayne Disdaine


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You have a great many words among your vocab, halfway through I had to skip to the end just to make sure your poem didn't have a second hidden meaning. After reading some of your reviews i'm almost positive you were describing your bliss from the peace of forest. It was an intriguing read.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Jayne Disdaine

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much :)



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You've the heart... set him down and talk WITH him...let him see it thru your eyes.

You painted a sweet pic... life in the bush is more than appearance though. Under the green is real life - and a hard one at that. But it IS life and not just staid and empty promises and vacuous stares. You spoke well.

Posted 10 Years Ago


You have a great many words among your vocab, halfway through I had to skip to the end just to make sure your poem didn't have a second hidden meaning. After reading some of your reviews i'm almost positive you were describing your bliss from the peace of forest. It was an intriguing read.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Jayne Disdaine

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much :)
Love your descriptions of the forest and I'll echo the previous review........great vocabulary!! Good Job!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You have a great vocabulary! I love how you represent the forest as kind of another world, one safer than the one we live in daily.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Love it, I love it your poetry is the best

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Jayne Disdaine

10 Years Ago

I love that you love it! Really appreciate the the good vibes and feedback.x

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Jayne Disdaine
Jayne Disdaine

Adelaide, Australia



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