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dbaker
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Phoenicia, SC
In my neighborhood
I hear sounds of
Industrious chainsaws
On an afternoon of
Golden light
With an atmosphere
More water than
Air
Workmen carry cleared brush
Upon their sweating backs
Looking as if some green
Legend come to life
I have been a spiritual
Companion
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To their work
Their exertions
Cut…rake…lift
Falling into that Zen state
Of non-existence
In heat and rhythm
Where they loose
Themselves
To this waking world
Traveling mental corridors
While...
Sub-conscious portals gape
To ancient shores
Where Phoenician
Traders sail
Digging deep into reserves of
Muscle and sinew
Freeing bronze age anchor
They are echoes of
an echo
Of past effort
Knowing at some mental level
When aquamarine waters
Part...
With the last load of brush loaded
They will be
Free from labor
Having lost themselves
In salt flavored breathing
Finishing their
double exposed tasks
Only to have traveled
Back where they started
In a sweat stained
Suburban yard
With little more than
Sunburned necks
Marking their travels
With fence line
Free
From green growth
As Cedar dappled shores of Sidon
Mix with sunset colored shadows
Of a Live Oak by the
Back gate
DS Baker
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18 SatAnniversary
15 years of membership
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10 years of membership
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18 SunAnniversary
5 years of membership
- February 2010
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22 MonReceived a critique
on Phoenicia, SC from @mark
"Sounds like maybe they left in a hurry with all that cedar around hehe j/k tree workers rarely if ever carry blowers lol must have been kind of pretty actually. Been way too long,Dave, Mark "I do not walk the earth and…" - January 2010
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26 TueReceived a critique
on Phoenicia, SC from @Candlewitch
"my favorite lines: Having lost themselves In salt flavored breathing I very much liked this poem and found it refreshing. My Dad worked in sodding and landscaping. Your poem reminded me of the times I was allowed to go…" -
15 FriReceived a critique
on Phoenicia, SC from @infinite_dwarf
"I felt like I was right there listening to all the logging sounds. I was especially drawm to the title, because we have a Phoenicia here, too. In an interesting comparison, there's no logging, and no machinery type soun…" - December 2009
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18 TueAnniversary
One year of membership
- June 2007
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15 FriHighest posting month
June 2007 — 10 poems
- January 2007
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04 ThuFirst critique offered
on "diesel breathing" by @andrew
- December 2006
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20 WedFirst publication
The night Santa had to wear waders.
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18 MonJoined Neopoet
Membership begins
First poem published 1 days later.
About Me
About me
One of the original founding members of Neopoet. I have been in a deep hiatus and I am slowly coming back to the world of poetry.
Location: NV and NC, USA
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