neanderings

long ago, not so far away...

gregorian chant

burning log

the pre-dawn, unencumbered space

the rain

             lends itself to longer views

to distant eyes

that lingered in the dancing light

and turned to search the various sky

slowly summoning the question

for all these answers

Reviews

[alanwgraham]

Excellent Ed, this is a very spare, subtle collection of words suggesting at facinating neanderings but leaving enough for the reader's imagination.
Great work,
Alan

[Ed Hart]

thank you alan...nice to see your smiling face

[Butch Decatoria]

Perfect and astute, as always mr. Wise. Profound, even a thought as quaint as these written lines. Bravo.

[Ken Simm.]

A complete thought. You have this knack of choosing just the right rythmn and pace to tell the story complete in such few words. I am reminded that Matisse could draw a perfect portrait in 5 lines. you are simply amazing.

[Gandré]

I like the theme of and mood of the poem. transience.. and the question still unanswered.

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Longer views to distant eyes...
I use to have a camping spot, and along the way there would be feilds full of lightening bugs and the smell of fire before you even arrived. The lightening bugs were falling stars and the smell of fire was was the homecoming :)
The things we think of in "the pre-dawn, unencumbered space...

[J.J. NIGHTINGALE]

I wonder, what they wondered
What future did they envision
I see the flames lick and dance
And somewhere inside that past
I may BE..

Silly me.........

Thanks Sir Hart..

[Ed Hart]

i'm sure if you had sauntered by, you'd have been invitened in for a chat

[J.J. NIGHTINGALE]

Ha !.............lol.. You are welcome ?

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Life is a never ending journey in finding meaning and our purpose. If we stop then we might as well drown.

[Ed Hart]

you know a lot of hard earned things, my friend

[Beccy]

And still we search and probably ever will.

'neanderings,' indeed...

Beccy.

[Ed Hart]

'indeed, indeed' echoes through my day

[. serah .]

~ there can't be a more important reason for being a fan of the night...

[Ed Hart]

the company of a fire in the quiet of the night, where treasures are found...we grow older dancing with the muse

[SkinlessFrank]

i feel a deep remnant of my being looking up at the stars and wondering

[Ed Hart]

yes, me too