Thursday, August 5, 2010

Magpie Tales August 5, 2010



Take my hand,
Come into the woods with me,
So much green,
Makes me dizzy,

Come into the woods with me,
The landscape I've grown used to
Is austere --like love.

Come into the woods with me,
So much green,
Is intoxicating to the desert dweller,

Come into the woods with me,
A place to hide
A place to play

Come into the woods with me,
Just for a little while,
Just for today.

25 comments:

  1. I got the sense of a pending abduction, or the Pied Piper. Or evil elves. Or freaky faeries. A Grimm forest (like what I did there?).
    At the same time, I find myself wanting to go to those woods...

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  2. Perhaps a spirit guide beguiling you with greenery, an uncertain future. Or...just a lovely walk in the woods away from the desert. Either way and interesting read.

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  3. Lovely poem... love the request from the unknown narrator... When I saw the photo on Magpie Tales I got the sense of the gardener having left in a hurry...

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  4. 'The landscape I've grown used to
    Is austere --like love.' No wonder you would like a 'place to play' but why 'just for today'? Lovely wistful poem.

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  5. So much green,
    Is intoxicating to the desert dweller,

    You connect well to the yearning we have inside and the power of nature to dispel.

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  6. I rather liked this poem
    of place
    and love

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  7. Oh, I liked the way that one ended.

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  8. cool,
    i would love to join in...

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  9. "so much green makes me dizzy" paints a vivid mind picture.


    The woods also sound very shadow-y and cool,,intoxicating, yes. and a welcome respite from out hot, hot summer.

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  10. I too getting a feeling of impending doom - I hope its just my imagination!

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  11. Great Magpie. It's funny how we get used to our own landscapes. You would think the desert dweller would jump at a cool green journey to the woods, and not need coaxing

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  12. love the first stanza, really beautiful...an escape to the woods.

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  13. Lovely. I look forward to following your experiences in the south west. Thank you for stopping by my blog. I am most appreciative.

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  14. Ah .... the desert dweller. Like me! Love your Magpie, Annell.

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  15. The repetition of the first line really carries the poem! Great magpie!

    -Weasel

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  16. Ooh, I like this. Very nice!

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  17. this has a great mix of longings..to be with the one you are beckoning and witht he green... i really like this annell...nice magpie!

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  18. I picture the green of the woods as a cool drink of nature for the desert dweller. And I really like the last stanza. Nothing too permanent, just for today.

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  19. "So much green,
    Makes me dizzy.."

    I know that feeling.

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  20. Extremely seductive..a little fear is not bad at all...very good!

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  21. Who could turn down such a pleasant invitation?

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  22. Dreamy and seductive - absolutely lovely!

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  23. I see a hard at work gardener, suddenly stiffen at the whisper of his own inner voice, carried on a passing breeze, as he/she looks around to see if anyone is watching, as he/she gleefully runs off to play in a less cultivated garden.

    Elizabeth

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  24. love the image it brings to mind...of leaving our work and responsibilities behind just for a day to go play in the woods. A longing for frivolity and youth...

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