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My eye line is on fire, the flames of sunset
Rattling sky's furnace door.
In the Beech studded wood the owl floats,
White wings spearing the shadows.
A fox barks from some deep distant clearing.
Sticky with summer and the melting sky
The last of day meanders slowly
Over foot hills and high smoking tops,
Over the water of the lake
Where the fish count the currency of solitude.
A Crow shrieks with wicked mirth,
The grass gyrates in the breeze.
Right now there was no yesterday, there is no tomorrow,
Just this dusky valley meditating to the sound
Of my soul's pulse gently throbbing.
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Pulse Of My Soul.

Contributed by cashfan1 on Friday, 22nd July 2011 @ 08:57:07 AM in AEST
Topic: NaturePoetry

Dusk is settling over the shifting, crawling valley.
My eye line is on fire, the flames of sunset
Rattling sky's furnace door.
In the Beech studded wood the owl floats,
White wings spearing the shadows.
A fox barks from some deep distant clearing.
Sticky with summer and the melting sky
The last of day meanders slowly
Over foot hills and high smoking tops,
Over the water of the lake
Where the fish count the currency of solitude.
A Crow shrieks with wicked mirth,
The grass gyrates in the breeze.
Right now there was no yesterday, there is no tomorrow,
Just this dusky valley meditating to the sound
Of my soul's pulse gently throbbing.

Copyright © cashfan1 ... [ 2011-07-22 08:57:07]
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Re: Pulse Of My Soul. (User Rating: 1 )
by bigj on Friday, 22nd July 2011 @ 09:31:10 AM AEST
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an amazing write. very vivid. keep on doing what you do.

Re: Pulse Of My Soul. (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Friday, 22nd July 2011 @ 02:00:10 PM AEST
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This write is what I call one with nature.
Very creative as you not only told us us but you brought sound into the scene. Felt almost like I was there.
blessings, huggs, smiles,
emy

Re: Pulse Of My Soul. (User Rating: 1 )
by Zeberdee on Friday, 22nd July 2011 @ 04:06:55 PM AEST
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Vivid indeed. The beautiful depiction of the land is engaging. Although a few lines are unintelligible.

Re: Pulse Of My Soul. (User Rating: 1 )
by The_Unknown on Saturday, 23rd July 2011 @ 12:26:47 PM AEST
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Wow. I marvel at this poem.
It's wonderful.
Reading it, I felt like I was up on the top of some
mountain, looking down at a valley floor witnessing
a painfully gorgeous moment that no one else could
see.
Much love to you,
T_U

Re: Pulse Of My Soul. (User Rating: 1 )
by Puppy_dog_eyes on Thursday, 28th July 2011 @ 05:51:32 AM AEST
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I enjoyed this one so much I read it twice!!
Some brilliant lines in this, particularly enjoyed

"In the Beech studded wood the owl floats,
White wings spearing the shadows"

Those to me are absolute gems, wish I'd thought of those !!!

Steve

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