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    Forest Pulse

    I wandered through a forest,sunlight pouring through the canopy like molten gold,shadows drifting over moss-carpeted ground.​Ferns unfurled like emerald flames,flowers opened in silent bursts of color,a single pulse in time with the wind​A stream whispered over smooth stones,its silver...

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    • Reading this, I thought of the pulse of an olive whispering to the pimento.

      • Wow, I absolutely love that thought! The pulse of an olive whispering to the pimento is such a quiet, perfect echo of the magic in the poem. Thank you!

          • Hi Adagio. I like the thought of an olive whispering to a pimento, but I think for now, I’m going to let Forest Pulse stand on its own. It was born from a vivid, complete dream vision, and I feel like the poem already captures all the magic that spoke to me in that moment. Thank you so much for your thoughtful comment

    • Your words are so enticing and enchanting. This splays me into a midnight forest walk and feeling the breath of moonlight as tattoo. Exquisite.

    • I absolutely love the image of “feeling the breath of moonlight as a tattoo.” That’s such a striking, exquisite way to describe that feeling of deep connection. Thank you, Rob. I appreciate your thoughts.

    • Beautifully done, Romaj. Each line sings and comes to life through the images you describe.

      Favorite line
      Ferns unfurled like emerald flames,

      • Tim, ​Thank you! I’m really delighted to hear that the imagery resonated with you and made the forest feel alive.

        I especially appreciate you pointing out the line about the ferns. The emerald was so stunning and vivid in the dream, and it’s a huge relief to know I managed to capture that vision with words.

    • Beautifully penned, Roma. Excellent write my friend, with such colorful imagery. You know how to paint a picture with your words. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Thanks for reading, Damian! I’m so glad the colorful imagery resonated with you. That feeling of the forest coming alive was exactly what I hoped to capture. Appreciate you taking the time to read and comment

    • I love reading poems like this. Full of vivid color and storytelling. I’m a huge fan of anime. The good stuff.
      I love how it plays with your mind and brings dream alive. Truly enjoyed the read:)

      • Hi Adelphina. Thank you so much! I really appreciate you saying that. Since the poem actually came from a dream, I was trying to capture that feeling of a vivid, hyper-real vision. I can absolutely see the connection to anime. It has that ability to make color and dreams feel so alive! I’m glad you enjoyed the read.

    • Such marvelous detail in your wording & delivery. Nicely said.

      • I’m so glad you enjoyed the wording…that means a lot. Thanks for reading and sharing your feedback!

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    The gypsy-like leaves

      They flee and fly like jostling birds - or gray moths 'round a light. They pirouette in lazy rings - while frolicking in flight.   Like gypsies, leaves will soon depart with tender thoughts for wind Soon to sweep and persevere - in lives undisciplined.   Some will scurry...

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    • That’s very good Tim….very good

    • Thanks very much, Peter.

    • Beautifully penned, Tim. Sensational imagery my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • hi dearest Tim I loved the imagery ❤️

    • I like how the poem captures the restless, whimsical dance of leaves…it’s vivid and alive. I feel a shiver reading it, both from its beauty and the fluttering imagery– of moths (which terrifies me! Lol ), yet it’s utterly stunning. The gentle, swirling cadence and the soft rhymes make the poem feel as airy and unpredictable as the leaves themselves, perfectly echoing their flight.

    • The dance of the leaves as they pirouette to the ground is such a welcomed sight to see. Beautiful capture of such a wonder of nature. Good to see you here, Tim!

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    A bird overheard

      Upon this path - where winter greets a footpath walker's stride a robin's voice affects me so for what I hear implied.   He echoes language through the woods in words no man can say. Ensnaring thus my downcast soul to turn my thoughts his way.   I'm curious...

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    • I like how this poem captures the quiet beauty of a winter walk and turns a simple robin’s song into something almost spiritual. I feel the mix of melancholy and hope -the way the bird’s call stirs thoughts of loss, yet also hints at renewal and trying again. Beautiful

    • Beautifully penned, Tim. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • hello dearest Tim I had bluebirds in a recent poem I wonder about their symbolism mine was about love I wonder if yours is also great write ❤️

      • Bluebirds symbolize optimism and happiness. Thanks for you comment, crimsin.

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    The Road To Darkness

    The Road to Darkness     Yesterday, while sitting on the back deck, drinking my morning brew, watching the dawn emerge, the rising sun melting dew; I was staring at Winter grass and naked trees. It was there, I found myself chasing perfect memories down the woodchuck hole of life’s spirals. As...

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    • I sat on my back deck with my brew and just read this.Some of the best and worst words come together there….right?

      I enjoyed this piece.👍

      • Thanks Peter. Yes, you are right, that back deck has inspired many poems, some of them worth sharing, and others only worth a circular file (trash). I am glad you enjoyed the read, thanks muchly for your comment and visit.

    • This is chilling and deeply resonant. The way you transition from the ordinary calm of a morning brew to a dark, haunting spiral is so effective, leading right up to the sharp edge of “living in the USA.”

      ​The shift from “perfect memories” down the “woodchuck hole” into Shadowland is a brilliant and clever way to illustrate how easily we drift into isolation and self-absorption. It’s a dark and honest piece, just how I like my morning coffee. Great write!

      • Honest and dark morning coffee, that’s a great line/metaphor, RomaJ. Your next cup is on me, I’m buying. Sounds like you are familiar with that woodchuck hole, glad to see you made it out alive and not self-absorbed. Thank you for your comment.

    • This is brilliant, dear redzone, a masterpiece! Your imagery and the comparisons are very well crafted and breathtaking. There is nothing more threatening than to let the core of your being die while you are alive, and go on living unaware, merciless and without interest in the people around you.

      • Thanks Sappho (and I love that name and who she was) for your comment. And yes, I agree, we have become a nation when we avoid human suffering no matter the cost to our humanity. We have more empathy for an abused animal than we do for the genocide of Palestinian people that goes on right in front of our eyes.

    • I love, love ‘downhome” type writings. it’s my own start back in the day, so I have a fondness for what others can describe.
      You succeeded wonderfully. The core value of what you were after stays true throughout the write. So the reader can sense that too, effortlessly.
      Great stuff.

      • Thank you, Styxian, for this wonderful review. I am glad you enjoyed the read.

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