Lavender

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Sojourn

Good morning, My Dear Friend.
May I take your hand,
sojourn in the company
of these quiet woods?

Nary a fellow human
burdens this tender soil,
nor startles the Red-Eyed Vireo.
Yet, if one longs for peace,

seeks solitude within the fragrant
lavender, or the cool caress
of the shady pine, these woods
will open their arms, still your heart

and let you just...
be.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: United States

Favorite Poets: I tend to read Ted Kooser, Jim Harrison, Billy Collins, Paul Simon, Robert Frost. I like minimalist poetry, and poems reflecting on nature and Mother Earth.

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Comments

Clentin

1 month 1 week ago

Loved your poem especially…

Loved your poem especially this stanza

seeks solitude within the fragrant
lavender, or the cool caress
of the shady pine, these woods
will open their arms, still your heart

Lavender

1 month 1 week ago

Hello, Clentin,

Recently went hiking. There is always a poem just waiting.

Thank you!

Michael Anthony

1 month 1 week ago

Very lovely L! Red-Eyed Vireo sent me to wiki, I must admit. The last two stanzas were wonderful, and I loved the emphasis placed on the short and very strong last stanza to drive the message home - thank you!

Lavender

1 month 1 week ago

Hello, Michael,

The Red-Eyed Vireo is a happy bird, or at least sounds like it. Its call is continual and cheery, clear and distinct. A lovely friend in the woods!

Thank you for reading!

Rula

1 month 1 week ago

Dearest Lavender

What a graceful piece, from the very first line to the last. I’m really captivated by the sense of peace it pours into the reader. I also wasn’t familiar with the Red-eyed Vireo before, so thank you for opening that window for me.

As always appreciate sharing this one dear!

Lavender

1 month 1 week ago

Hello, Rula,

I felt the need to go deeper into the woods for a few days. There is always magic there. And Peace.

Thank you, My Friend!

Words Ablaze

1 month 1 week ago

More often than not, I gotta…

More often than not, I gotta throw open a dictionary when I tackle a Lavender poem. Sojourn, interesting little word. One thing again, unique to your poems, I walk away having discovered a new bird. This kind of poems you write take me for a stroll through nature, So I imagined myself as "The dear friend" you bid take your hand, and um glad I took your hand. Lovely poem L.

Lavender

1 month 1 week ago

Hello, WA,

Yes, any reader who senses the peace always found in the woods is the friend I take along with me. Sojourn - temporary, but so lovely while you're there.

Thank you for reading!