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WoodsWanderer Mar 2016
Suffocation
Is what these tight walls offer
A cage for my creativity
A damper on my soul
Lights bounce at 12am
Sirens shrieking through my veins
And I remember why I'm a small town girl.
With hands accustomed to soil
feet accustomed to pine needles
And a heart that sings with the wind
That nips the larch's branches.
Sleep evades my mind
Which is so used to the sound
Of wild waves rushing over rumbling stones
The dissonant singing of the stars
The quiet
stalking
prowling
night of the forest.
My body aches for darkness
And the sweet subdued which is lost
In a city where wilderness has been suffocated
And the hustle
never
*ends.
  Mar 2016 WoodsWanderer
ryn
These words...
They traverse the fine line between earth and sky.
They dwell not, surface-deep in the dirt.
They be haloed not, as the chorus of heaven.

They're just murmurs that swim intangible.
Like reticulated wisps of smoke.
Incapable of materialising...
Or take definite forms on their own.

They only await to be carefully selected,
rearranged and harnessed into a jar...
Before being sealed infinite with a title.

Be quiet and still...
For you will hear them.
Milling and floating in the silence
that exists between your heartbeats.

Listen close...
For they are fragments of you
and the universe.
They're thoughts and feelings that come awake
as you slumber.

Awaiting to be selected...
Awaiting to be rearranged...
Awaiting to be harnessed...


By you,
the conduit with a pen.
.
I believe almost everyone can write...
Just quieten down and pick up a pen. Harness the universe and conjure magic.
.
  Mar 2016 WoodsWanderer
River
Unknown path
The soles of my feet
Have taken a mind of their own
The earth is my river
My feet are the oars

I saw you
In the distance
Always in the distance
You're just a figment
Just one instance
I always forsake it
So much intensity,
I just can't take it

Tap into my brain
My heart
My name
Touch my hand
Let me feel you
Feel me
Feeling, easy

Pray to the Universe
For some fortuitous verse
My shyness is a curse
I try to shake it
But that only makes it worse

Dreams
Dreams are all I have of you
And collections of what could be
And what I think should be
You're right down there
And I'm right up here
Can we align
On the same wave
I need to ride this wave with you
I want to

Our paths are parallel
And soon they will intersect
We'll meet right in the middle
No worrying
No force
With ease we'll flow
Right to the green spring meadow
Where at last
Our hearts will understand

We will lie our bodies down in the grass
Our hopeful hearts will beat fast
So, I'll meet you there soon
I'm now walking the path

Our hearts are vagrants
Our divinely timed meeting
Will come soon
Our hearts entwined
Will fill our bones with the home
We've always searched for.
  Mar 2016 WoodsWanderer
Ryan Cripps
She sets my sites on where I want to be;
In her arms, where it feels like home,
and where my heart can be free.

I don't want to be on the other side
looking in.
I want to ditch our separate lives,
and let ours begin.

She is royalty,
precious like a gem on every level.
Her touch so soft,
and her kiss so gentle.

She makes me feel so special.
- Ryan Kane (c) 2016
  Mar 2016 WoodsWanderer
Rob Rutledge
I see you in the storm
Of rain lashed eyes,
I feel you in the wind
And tumultuous tides.
I see you in the fire
Splendid tendrils of desire,
I hear you in the songs
Of solemn, mournful choirs.

I found you in the stars
Sat upon the shoulders of Orion.
I found you in the shadows
Another lonesome scion.
I found you in the fall,
Leaves encaptured and enthralled.
The weight of an oceans promise,
The allure of waters call.

Yet for all our senses we couldn't see
The sense of foreboding melancholy.
That which was found in the depths of the sea
You found it all,
All except for me.
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