Thickened wood in spruce entwined,
Throughout bristled straws of pine -
An abundant veil of grey confined,
Impending the fall of reason;
Ensnaring sight with silken lies.
The path therein laid heavy a track,
Pummeled annually by rain and stone.
One could walk it along with another,
But assured they would be alone.
Mindless, elaborate, weakened by simple thought -
Dregs absorb the mists of rain.
Foolish and insightless,
Imprisoned within their game.
Moss entombed - hearths neglected,
As moonlight gnawed on bones.
Withering, fading, as a matter of course,
Like ashes the wind had blown.
Enlightened by a graveside grove,
I walk alongside the benevolent breeze;
That like the reality of this Earth -
Simply makes no sense to me.
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Nicholas Browning (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Hello friends! This piece is a simple depiction of a walk through town. It describes the nature surrounding the town, the people in it, and the narrator's thoughts on all of the subjects. The music with the video is just another song I like. Think I might post one every so often. I hope you enjoy, and if you do then I appreciate it! See you around, folks!
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A fine write Nicholas. Our town is busy. Though this reminds me of a woodland walk. A wood which is tended though, by conservation folk.
An old logging village in a long forgotten Victorian age.
Thank you for the comment, Steve! And of course for stopping by.
Aww, I thought you was describing my life - very grey as Fido never lets me have any excitement of any sort! I will put him in the back yard and leave him at home a while. heehee.
Bad Fido, bad!
A reading dog? A talking dog too?! lol. I could be a millionaire with his talents.
What a well written piece of a walk through human land.
It surely never made much sense to me.
It has taken me about now to give up hope on finding sense though.
I'll never give up hope. There's got to be some explanation for the way things work. I think I've found it, but I don't want to be pretentious. So, I hint at it instead!
Thank you for the words, Syl. And for stopping by.
Oh go on be Pretentious and tell me!!
Fantastic imagery in this walk through a peopled town - - your pen queries the whys and yet writes so bravely of life and death's mysteries. Well done again Nick.
Thank you very much, Fay. Your opinion is very much appreciated, and I'm glad that you stopped by.
You have conveyed it so well in this engaging write.
Thank you very much, Michael.
It was greatly inspired by an emotion of gloom, Thomas Hardy, and yourself.
Very much appreciate the visit.
I'm currently reading Tess of the D'Urbervilles by TH which has inspired my latest which I'll post in the next week or so - only a short one called By Clouds Revealed.
Reads like a condensed novel... a good novel mind and true....
Thank you very much for the visit, Nev.
I'll keep that in mind good sir!
pleasure's mine
Life , death, the Earth, and Mankind, all intertwine in as many ways as their are people. Each perceives reality in a unique way. Some of us dare to write about it.
A beautifully worded tour through town and mind. Enjoyed your penultimate stanza the most. "Like ashes the wind had blown." - Phil A.
Thank you very much Phil for your visit, and your words.
Much appreciated.
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