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Our Secret Place
Contributed by
jamesstockdale
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Tuesday, 2nd January 2018 @ 10:28:24 AM in AEST
Topic:
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As the brown leaves gently tumble from the trees to the ground
Nearly making but a hint of a sound
Only the fall green grass grows on a dare
All the other vegetation awaits for warmer air
Silence in the woods this time of year is golden
A sight to see, something worth beholding
One`s spirit is forever emboldened
We all need to escape to our secret place
Give god all the glory and due grace
Disappear for a day in the woods without a trace
Immerse yourself in the beauty of this glorious earth
Strive to be happy, be at peace
Goodwill to all men, cheerfulness, and mirth
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jamesstockdale
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2018-01-02 10:28:24]
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Re: Our Secret Place
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by nightwolf on
Tuesday, 2nd January 2018 @ 01:40:32 PM AEST
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| Nature has beauty in every season. I enjoyed this very much. |
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Re: Our Secret Place
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by Invierno on
Tuesday, 2nd January 2018 @ 09:39:18 PM AEST
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Well put James. I love invierno, and not because my last name is Winter.
Invierno |
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Re: Our Secret Place
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 6th January 2018 @ 02:50:30 AM AEST
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wow! this is the best poem I am amazed.
this wicked looking dead tree stands rotted
I was walking by the landscape and came upon
a dead fox that just laid itself down
And in the field surrounding the old dead tree
was where mr fox lived all his life, this hallowed
ground I thought about his days his bewildered
times his sense of smell how he hunted for food
how he played once when he was first born
and if he ever mated and made more
AND THEN out of nowhere walks another fox
walking beside me unafraid as I came toward him
to get a better look
you know they have these tiny razor like teeth and
they see things closer to the ground as they stroll
about and I thought about my own life just then
and all the things that go down in this world
like I have a mind to so often do
Your poem reminded me of that dead tree I walk
by all the time that stands still like petrified wood
there used to be a farm there,
there used to be migrant workers
who worked it,
there still stands a couple of old
migrant farm houses that are
hollowed out with wild brush
in between the dry rotted walls,
and a small family of
buzzards who sit on the rooftops
I paint pictures of people
painting on easels watching
all of this in different
light as hikers pass by
And its near my home now
like a silent image
reminding me
sort of like your
poem,
Our Secret Place,
always was
always
Peace!
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Re: Our Secret Place
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by softerware on
Sunday, 7th January 2018 @ 04:00:42 PM AEST
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I love your story, the scenery, the words you chose, and the message. Back to nature.
You can/'/t argue with towering trees hundreds of years our seniors, and deep abiding silence.
Disconnect.
A shame we don/'/t live in serenity and escape to civilization for our change pace. Perhaps then we wouldn/'/t have to STRIVE to be happy.
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Re: Our Secret Place
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by hauntedscorp on
Friday, 9th March 2018 @ 05:46:07 PM AEST
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Nice flow, and always a superb subject! I love being one with nature, whether first hand or being transported there by poetry.
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Re: Our Secret Place
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 29th August 2020 @ 05:48:40 AM AEST
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//Thanks for reminding how much I have grown to dislike West Texas. hee hee (he hees enthusiastically). 😊
No it`s a great poem, dude. We don`t have that here and I miss it.
Thank you, thank you, thank you for taking me there.
Dugan
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