badger11 Posted April 1, 2012 Share Posted April 1, 2012 it was the time the moist mist drifted away, the mother tree emerald with light it was the time the blue bird hung upside down, a plumed display to dazzle my eye it was the time the gold clam shells sang to swim in waves beyond my play it was the time my older sister shared her warmest smile, her eyes so pale it was the time my sisters adorned my skin in red earth, their hands gentle and cunning it was the time alone in the heart I heard myself alive, the forest breathing it was the time the shadow came, danced the blood blade within my secret cave it was the time one became two became one, within the root I found the warmest smile seeded. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
David W. Parsley Posted April 1, 2012 Share Posted April 1, 2012 badger, this one just sings along the surface of cherished memory, while dragging the fathom of need with fingers as gentle as mother's touch of comfort. A fine privilege to savor this piece. Thank you. - Dave Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
badger11 Posted April 2, 2012 Author Share Posted April 2, 2012 Thank you for reading and commenting Dave. badge :0) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Larsen M. Callirhoe Posted April 5, 2012 Share Posted April 5, 2012 this is music to my ears badger. wow.. this needs to be published in a book for future readers to engulf themselves in. amazing write my poet friend. i really enjoyed reading this. it flowed, rhymed, and had sweet rhythm. triple exalt amigo. victor Quote Larsen M. Callirhoe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
badger11 Posted April 5, 2012 Author Share Posted April 5, 2012 Thank you for your enthusiasm Victor. The future of books is an uncertain one badge Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted April 6, 2012 Share Posted April 6, 2012 An excellent piece Badge. I am impressed and duly humbled;-) Lyrical and mythopoetic I was left with a sense of wonder... DC&J Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
eclipse Posted April 6, 2012 Share Posted April 6, 2012 this is very good i have to say Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
badger11 Posted April 7, 2012 Author Share Posted April 7, 2012 Thank you Eclipse and Dr.C I like that word 'mythopoetic' badge :0) 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benjamin Posted April 9, 2012 Share Posted April 9, 2012 There is such a hypnotic clarity and depth of feeling about this, that compels one to read it over and over. I take my hat off to you Badge. Benjamin 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
badger11 Posted April 10, 2012 Author Share Posted April 10, 2012 I've never had a hat removed for a poem before B. appreciated badge :0) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
David W. Parsley Posted April 10, 2012 Share Posted April 10, 2012 Well, why didn't you say so, in the first place? Can someone direct me to the hat doffing line for this poem, please? This is a legacy-quality piece, badge. Like the others, I find myself drawn back to it again and again. It should register a dozen hits from me alone. I finally broke down and started a private file of favorite poems so that I need not worry about losing this little masterpiece to some cyber-tsunami or whatever. No spacecraft designer worth his/her salt leaves him/herself without a backup system... Hatless, - Dave Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Frank E Gibbard Posted April 11, 2012 Share Posted April 11, 2012 Top writing deserving the plaudits badge. Frank 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
badger11 Posted April 12, 2012 Author Share Posted April 12, 2012 Thank you for re-visiting Dave and I appreciate the hat gesture too:0) Many thanks as well Frank badge :0) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted April 13, 2012 Share Posted April 13, 2012 I can only echo what others have said. This is fine writing that's unmistakably, inimitably Badger. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
badger11 Posted April 14, 2012 Author Share Posted April 14, 2012 cheers Tony badge Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
David W. Parsley Posted June 29 Share Posted June 29 Resurrecting one of my favorite poems on PMO, for everyone's pleasure and enrichment. Thanks, Phil! - Dave Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
badger11 Posted June 30 Author Share Posted June 30 Very generous of you Dave, as always. It was a time when I wrote with more innocence. I can never regain that innocence! All the best Phil 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Terry A Posted July 1 Share Posted July 1 On 4/1/2012 at 2:25 AM, badger11 said: t was the time alone in the heart I heard myself alive, the forest breathing Ah, those words have power. Great poetry awakens something in the reader, that to be is the ultimate criteria of what a great poem is. dr. con coined the word "mythopoetic", something I am starting to appreciate more and more. But in this poem you do not reference the past, but touch upon what still exists in all of us and what we yearn towards, it never being completely lost. I am reading a book titled 'The Fellowship: The Literary Lives of the Inklings' J.R.R. Tolkien , C.S Lewis, Owen ...' I find this poem in their company. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
badger11 Posted July 2 Author Share Posted July 2 Thanks Terry. I am a different poet now. Perhaps I need to find my way back! Either way, once again appreciate your insightful reading. Brings a poem alive! Best Phil 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
David W. Parsley Posted July 14 Share Posted July 14 You still have the same fascination with joy, Phil. It is a Gibraltar sized precious stone. Keep feeling your way around its circumference. We'll keep reading. Compliments, - Dave P.S. Terry, about those lines. Right?! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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