Michael Edwards

WHERE NO MEN TREAD

 

 

 

Beneath umbrageous canopies

the contiguity of growth

forms adamantine barriers

where brambles arc in underwood.

 

 

There lost  in damp obscurity

and muffled by the quaggy moss,

a stolid land with sounds unheard

in supernatural silences.

 

 

And in the grey of leaden dawn

the chilling tones of slate blue skies

reflect  in drops of cold wet dew;

in lands where no men tread.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments9

  • Goldfinch60

    As I see those lands ahead
    Those lands where no men tread,
    I see that wondrous piece of art
    Which pulls me strongly to its heart.
    So along those lands I'll go
    And to that painting I will bow.

    Andy

    • Michael Edwards

      Ah that's a great response - thanks Andy.

    • orchidee

      It's all right for some, ain't it, being umbrageous! *Gets out dictionary*.
      I know that quaggy moss, and horse manure, along a track, so deep I had to turn back and take the long route!
      How are Miss Berles ram-berles these days? Where does she go?

      • Michael Edwards

        Some say I'm very umbrageous - thick?

      • Fay Slimm.

        The force of your words along with the strength of texture and colour in your artwork makes this posting one to remember - into my faves with this little gem .................

        • Michael Edwards

          I'm always in your debt dear Fay - I love writing these type of pieces but I find they do take a long time - this one was sitting in my draft tray for many days.

          • Fay Slimm.

            I know the feeling Mike - - some of my work takes an age to come near to what I intended to write.............. so glad you liked the piece on Absorbing my friend.

          • ANGELA & BRIAN

            I see a |HOOFPRINT in your DAUB
            A painting into *Paths not trod* of course
            When I venture into *Lifes Hidden Orb*
            I always saddle up my Horse !
            It give me height & Horspower Might
            Saves me a-pricking from the Gorse !

            ANGELA HERE - Good Morning Uncle Mike !
            Lovely symbiotic & ethereal Pic & Poem.
            Like FAY I too have added both to my FAVES !

            Love it when you wax lyrical
            Love - Peace & Joy - ANGELA !

            • Michael Edwards

              Thanks A&B - trying to wax at the moment but it keeps melting.

            • Accidental Poet

              Excellent poetry and artwork Michael.

            • dusk arising

              What? .. no slugs and creepy crawlies, no snot hanging from trees?
              I wouldn't go to lands like that......

              But this wonderful place you describe has me enthralled.... i wish to explore, indeed i already have. Re reading is so rewarding here.
              The reality of places seldom romanced into poetry.
              A must also for my fav's. You certainly can turn out some real beauties.

              • Michael Edwards

                It's gracious comments like yours that spur me on and give me the encouragement to keep writing - I am in your det - thank you kind friend.

              • Neville

                I swear I posted a comment here earlier....

                It seems I was either wrong, or the site could of course be haunted... whatever the case, This is an impressive post Michael... Stay safe

                Neville

                • Michael Edwards

                  A phantom comment in lands where no men tread. Thank you so much Neville.

                • Joe Dawson

                  My wife is seriously into Jackson Pollock and I fancy JP would be a great admirer of this work. The poem perfectly compliments the art. Joe

                • Maxine Smith

                  Such a picturesque read Michael.

                  Very well penned.



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