I loaded my trailer
with leaves and branches,
filled it with cuttings
from our backyard trees.

Hitched up the trailer,
rolled down the windows,
started the engine,
flooded with peace.

Drove through the sunshine:
maples are turning
green into wonder,
work into ease.

Peacefully wandered
warm in the sunshine,
dreamed of my children,
temporal tease.

Trailer unloaded,
returned to the city,
smiling at everyone,
everything, leaves.

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Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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3 Responses to journey

  1. Tejaswini says:

    Oh…!That was from inside!I felt a bit sad, what was his actual reason to cut the branches? I know I am not so keen in literature 🙂 still I wish I understand it fully.

    • riverwriter says:

      Tejaswini, poetry is a right-brain activity that is not looking for understanding so much as participation. Just as music brings listeners into a place of participation, so poetry aims for the reader of listener to go along with the poet and feel what the work inspires. It is possible that our autumn is very different from yours, and that what I take for granted in my verse is a mystery for you because of the diversity of our respective environments. Our autumn leads to very cold weather. Because of that, autumn tends to alternate between warm and cold days. The day I drove the branches to the country was unusually warm and bright, and seeing the countryside in those waning conditions made me sentimental.

  2. Tejaswini says:

    :)You are right! I too feel that we can explain more what we experience, it is sometimes difficult to feel people from the other world…unless have had a tour of that world! But don’t worry, many people on the other side, still love to read the words, and apply them on their own imaginations, because once you can decode a word using your brain programs, you have got over the control, but the brain programs play the vital role! It may be the difference…
    I imagine how you can write a poem a day…it is really a great consistency! Thanks for sharing, I am learning a lot reading your poems, as from the very childhood I am inclined towards different colors the words spread in our life, but could not involve in them completely (some reasons!).

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