“The land knows you, even when you are lost“ And the water knows too Find yourself in the flow
Category: Poetry Prompt Responses
Homecoming
The land you know, even when you are lost can soothe a broken spirit with a familiar place to call home. The road no longer feels long, it becomes a guide without a map to follow the twists and turns around each corner. Knowing its…
The Night We Listened (2019 Poem 12)
The night we listened To the oars rowing Horn so near It seemed We could see our hearts We heard the ocean Full of warmth We were perishing Yet unheeding In too great a hurry I have since wondered If we listen what Might come…
14 – the land knows you, even when you are lost
holding your heart in her rough hands your soul growing in her wild fields even with limbs, that longer sleep with in her she reads you, the energy of your skin against hers as you wander this life.
Mathura Bypass
The brick laden road of the 12th Enclave Guides me to the pop-up stall. I haven’t been here in 5 years, Yet I know the way Like a conquistador through a jungle I turn the corner And approach the sitting man. I hand him my…
The Long Road
Missing you as I would do, Letting old acoustic guitar stir awake Long, slow sweet memories of country driving, Your voice in my ear, low and husky with sleep As a quiet counterpoint memory playing accompaniment While country miles whistle by. Slipstream wind coasting through…
Overtures
When I am lost, and far from all The home I call my home will call I remember my first view Of the home I always knew Walls and maps don’t mark this space It’s the people, not the place When I am lost, and…
Out of the Wasteland- for RLH
I stand upon a barren ground. It’s time to start anew. I’ve never walked this path alone. I’m not sure what to do. The past is gone, and it’s unknown just what the future holds. With courage I must carry on. I must be strong…
Life and Land
The land knows you, even when you are lost. Ignorance of the land comes at much too high a cost. When your feet leave the trodden path Follow the signs, or face its wrath. The wind blows with a slurry of tempo Through the trees,…
Found Is Creation [Prompt 17]
The land knows you, even when you are lost. For lost is only in your mind, you are here … never to fear … The spirit within is you, it is never lost. For truth is, you are God, creating from thought, the truth you…