Walking With
GFJones 2010
I used to walk with Henry David Thoreau
Unread, this fact I did not know
Twas natural to be, among the trees
Young lad taking in, autumn’s cool breeze
The hardwoods would moan and bristle and clatter
As the wind through their branches would whistle and chatter
Golden snowflakes, leafage large as a hand
Whisking away the thoughts contrived by man
The trail of the white tail is not hard to follow
And leads to their beddings tucked into the hollow
Grouse and rabbit, turkey and squirrel
With patience the forest reveals all its pearls
Not far off the path, a large fallen Oak
With limb as a bench, the sun one could soak
Pure light beaming down, blue-sky overhead
The voice of the woodlands, a spirit well fed
As Henry predicted and time has moved on
My time in the woodlands has come and gone
Though home has changed, can never restart
In spirit those amblings remain in the heart
Submitted: January 15, 2010
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This was just as beautifully penned as his writes. To live among our dreams and lie beside gentle streams. To rest our heads on tender grass and watch the waning days now pass. A sweet write it tells of all the things I love. Nature at its best and man loving it as he should. Lovely my friend. Susan :)
Fri, January 15th, 2010 7:25amI think we will see a shift back to those gentler reflective times my dear friend. If we but continue on. Too much noise these days we have to drown some of it out. I guess I am a hopeless dreamer with stars in my eyes, but hey it costs nothing to hope and dream. Never no! I still believe in Santa, Easter Bunny, and the Tooth Fairy as well. Take care. A beautiful write. Susan :)
Sat, January 16th, 2010 6:38am
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You sound like what I like to call a "two percenter". There is a personality profile test used in the nursing school that my wife and daughters attended that gauges ones outlook on life. My entire family fell into the two percent range that is defined by idealism as a core feature of personality. I am certain that many on Booksie fall into this category. Just think how dark the world would be without hopes and dreams.
Sat, January 16th, 2010 11:55amGreat poem. I loved the descriptions and the real Robert Frost type feel to it. You've really captured the essence of nature in this one. I think Mr. Thoreau would be proud of it indeed.
Wed, January 20th, 2010 10:20pmTo ramble on i the woods again....To walk with my brother and see those things we most remember as childhood expressed itself to us. Thank you for giving back what ment so much to me. I can see you by my side the jokes flying and the friends that we became.
Well well done.
I truly enjoyed reading this, it reminded me of less hectic times. I used to visit my grandparent up in the islands of the west of Scotland, ah such peaceful reflective times, wandering the hills and shores, lying in the grass reading a good book, experiencing the beauties of nature. Contemplating life. A wonderful poem that transported me to better times, well done
Thu, March 25th, 2010 1:54pmWhat a wonderful poem. So much imagery I felt I was there walking in the woods and seeing natures beauty at its very best. Thank you so much - I will be reading much more of your work. Pat
Sat, September 4th, 2010 10:39pmoh so warm, lovely and a BIG TREASURE TO CHERISH!!! The background is a very delightful one indeed, so comforting , so heartwarming!! GREAT WORK, TRULY A PERFECT SERENITY!!
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Chris Stevenson
Very nice imagery going on here. There are some outstanding poets in Booksie.
Fri, January 15th, 2010 1:36amAuthor
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Thank you Chris. I get a lot of inspiration from what I read on Booksie.
Thu, January 14th, 2010 9:07pm