i've been intending to post this, ever since reading "wall of love"
by open mind's brother.
just one way of expressing myself regarding my own shunning.
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on the land where i was born
was nourishment for the soul of a boy.
streams of vastness and life to discover,
creepers and swimmers and slowpool reflections.
mystique of morels, flight of dragons,
blackberry brambles, gnarl of roots.
a land of poetry indecipherable,
felt but not seen, unknown yet known.
hooting of owl, scream of captured rabbit,
milkweed mating-ground of dancing monarchs.
bones of cow, beckoning ponds,
skating on ice like the wind.
how much these eyes did see there,
what truths did this heart absorb?
apple blossom fragrance, bleat of lamb,
sorrow of dog and car on the road.
love of mother, toil of father,
laughter of brothers and sisters.
i go no more
to the land where i was born.
on the land where i was born (poem)
by franzy 3 Replies latest jw experiences
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franzy
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nvrgnbk
Thanks for sharing that, franzy.
Nostalgia for simpler times mixed with harsh realities.
Very moving.
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sweetstuff
Very moving Franzy, I love great poetry!