Spirit Walking

in poetry •  7 years ago 



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There are times
When I haven’t moved
Or gone outside

The walls disappear
And I’m in a field
Holding you


Around us
A dark ring of firs
And a flock of blackbirds
Startled by us
Flies up

Out of long grass
Into the cold air.

The sky above is gray
And threatening

You are afraid
And I’m consoling
Reassuring
‘I’m here
To take care of you’

But not controlling…
Never controlling.

I make a shelter
Of branches and twigs
And hide you in it
While I build a fire

The coyotes are there…
They always are
But off in the distance
In the firs

We sit close
As I hold you
And tell you our story
Of how we met
And how shy I felt
Around you then,

But comfortable,
Always comfortable.

The train whistle
Sounds a mournful note
And I kiss you
Gently on your mouth
And lie you back
Upon the ground

The fields and hut
Fade
The walls come up
And I’m back again

Not having left your side
But back inside.



© 2018, John J Geddes. All rights reserved



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amazing words are amazing. my permission to share and pictures of the scenery is very beautiful. be the inspiration of everyone thanks @johnjgeddes.

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Such a sweet, peaceful poem of two lovers...

But not controlling...
Never controlling.

There is a story there, lol.

Wow, great words with good lyrics. Love is blind. Awesome touching words. Nice poem. Thanks for sharing this.

  ·  7 years ago (edited)

Your poem is touching and in it there is love.

Your poem insights wild imaginations in me. The finesse of your choice of words, subtle but lethal.

Really wonderful within theme. Loved it:)

This is truly beautiful. You know you really love someone when everything fades away and all you think about is taking care of them, nurturing them and loving them. True love.

John your poetry
it encloses a nostalgia
that the icy night brings the memory
of the sweet bonfire
and it's a memory of moments
that will never be repeated
Congratulations, friend

We sit close
As I hold you
And tell you our story
Of how we met
And how shy I felt
Around you then,

But comfortable,
Always comfortable.

Yes. This is another memory. Righ there.

Nice ur picture , and amazing ur words , I like that , so good luck my dear friend @johnjgeddes 👍👍😉, all the best for you 😉😃