Auchtertyre

Gold cherry
Poem of the week

By love_writing

Tue, 31 Jan 2017
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8 comments
 

 

Snow crunches underfoot

wellington tracks dance out before me

a patchwork blanket of ice sits snug as the sun

shines on marshmallow mountains

I scramble over grassy mounds then plunge

ankle deep through crisp glass into unseen bogs

trying to keep up; hold my own

the only sound a distant whir overhead

 

Thoughts can be looked at out here

taken apart and reassembled

like those fallen stones I see

of an old dividing wall

 

I wonder here of us; of you

of what any of this means anyway

and why I feel more of myself in nature

than anywhere else yet still

further away from who I’m supposed to be.

 

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Comments

Submitted by celticman on

lots of questions, no real answer, the human condition, the only condition where that seems about right. 

 

Submitted by love_writing on

Thank you! So true always more questions than answers! 

Thank you to the cherry-picker too x

 

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Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

We could all do with some perspective right now - especially from such a beautiful place. that's why this is our Facebook and Twitter Pick of the Day

Please share/retweet if you like it

 

Submitted by love_writing on

Wow thank you so much I wasn't expecting that. Very grateful for the pick. 

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Submitted by VeraClark on

Sometimes a place gives fabulous journeys to our internal psyche and your poem did for me, it gave me a clarity that's hard to articulate and that sense of being almost near-to-knowing the self, a temporal sensation that's never linear or pinned down or even close to who we (suspect?) we are. Its our Poem of the Week.

 

Submitted by love_writing on

Thank you sorry much Vera I really appreciate your words and I am blown away at poem of week! You describe so well what I was attempting to describe :) 

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Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Like a breath of fresh air, I could do with recalibrating like this.

Submitted by love_writing on

Thank you philip, yes I find being in nature works like magic!

 

 

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