Monday, May 24, 2010

Granny & Elaine gave me the idea - An Old Poem - Comments?

In the silent forest a scream is unheard

The blaring voice shouts to deafened ears untoward

Relentless cries beseech a plead for rescue

The forest floor consumes and sounds go mute

Nearby a clearing of wild flowers sway

God's beautiful creations quick to allay

Words of angst approach a receptive ear

Answers without boundaries gently appear

Alternative paths chance an upcoming trail

Guarded with thorned briers but roses prevail

Select this route is whispered and harmonized

Death and life argue til truth is realized

Granny %26amp; Elaine gave me the idea - An Old Poem - Comments?
This is beautiful. I can see ruins and the path towards them, also a verdant field full of promise. I am the person walking the path, and I choose the ruins...only to sit and linger on the beauty of the field, which should be appreciated for itself and not for what can be made of it. A deep, reflective poem. I am in awe. Thank you for this gem.
Reply:It's beautiful. I love poetry of the Earth and this is one of my favorites. I don't believe I've seen this one before, so I'm happy you reposted it.
Reply:A beautiful "green" poem. It may be old, but the sentiment is newly being echoed by those of us who are making an effort to keep the Earth from being destroyed by its greatest predator--Homo Sapiens.
Reply:Message sublime even in this early poem you penned. The first two lines caused me to stumble but from then flowing. Perhaps me. My compliments though, well done.
Reply:beuatiful (unlike my spelling)lol good job!
Reply:I like it. Well done.

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