Lines on the floor

sorenbarrett

Once a tree, now leaves of a burning poem in haze of age does roam
Words of smoke carry on the breeze a brightening light for distant trees
Ashes tread over by the masses stick to their shoes as molasses
Carried far from its place of birth, smell of rhyme dropped on the earth
Now inky bits hard to find spread through nature's open mind
When at home shoes remove, worded pieces fall from each sole's groove
Soot swept out the door but not before it leaves marks on the floor

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  • Poetic Licence

    A very enjoyable read while relaxing with me tea, lovely write

    • sorenbarrett

      Thanks so much Tobani for the read and kind words they are appreciated

      • Poetic Licence

        You are very welcome

      • arqios

        We don’t always think of it that way but books were once forests and reeds and fibres. That just blew my mind away! 🙏🏻🕊️

        • sorenbarrett

          Thank you Cryptic for your interpretive view and words of support they are always most welcome and valued

          • arqios

            You’re welcome Soren🙏🏻🕊️

          • John Prophet

            We done. This one made me smile.

            • sorenbarrett

              Thanks John for the read and comment it is always appreciated

            • MDStone

              Soren,
              I love the depth and meaning found here in smoke and ashes. The imagery stirs and connects with the fires of other trees burned into souls ; and like the smell of burning leaves delight the nose, these words delight the soul. Thanks for sharing.

              • sorenbarrett

                Thank you so much for the read and interpretive comment they are most appreciated MD.

              • MDStone

              • orchidee

                I make the mess, and KP clears up after me - soot, dust, dirt, etc. lol.

                • sorenbarrett

                  Thanks Orchi do you leave much of a mess? How many hymns fall on the floor?

                  • orchidee

                    lol.

                  • Tristan Robert Lange

                    Indeed, the materials that go into all that been written and read. A wonderful read, my friend! 🌹

                  • NinjaGirl

                    "but not before it leaves marks on the floor" what a beautiful closing line!

                    • sorenbarrett

                      Thank you Ninja for your read and understanding of this poem it is always appreciated.

                    • Goldfinch60

                      Those words come from some amazing places soren.

                      Andy

                      • sorenbarrett

                        Indeed they do Andy. Thanks so much again for your revies and comment it is appreciated



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