Where The Fallen Timbers Grow

Where The Fallen Timbers Grow

A Poem by PT Muldoon
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Got a call from my best friend Sandy Mills this morning that one of our dear friends and riding compadres Wayne Mears passed away yesterday after a long battle with cancer. It reminded me of a convers

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Where The Fallen Timbers Grow

There’s a place deep in the woods
Nearly every horseman knows
Warm light bends through the trees
Where great fallen timber grows

In the quiet morning trails
Where nature comes to play
As the light breaks bold anew
And we start a brand new day

In this cold sweet frosty air
As life’s cycle starts again
You can hear it’s gentle hum
As great trees begin to bend

Like the guardians of time
They stand to mark this place
Then they fall in silent night
Making room amid the space

All these rings that marked their life
Lie like tombstones in the grass
And the new grows on their backs
As the the next group comes to pass

Their sweet stories old as time
And a song for us to share
In the stillness of the woods
As we pass their places there

For in life there comes a time
When the new comes bold to show
And we measure out the last
Where great fallen timbers grow

PT Muldoon ©2017

© 2017 PT Muldoon


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This is so beautiful and captivating, and the story behind this piece make it even more so.
Both technically and emotionally, I found this poem well-crafted. The rhymes were natural and unforced, the vocabulary fit the moment, the descriptions were thought-provoking, and (though there was virtually no punctuation) the ideas were clear and coherant.
I enjoyed the core analogy and theme of this piece, with the trees falling, leaving their marks, and at the same time paving the way for the next generation to alight anew. There's so much depth in each stanza. I'm glad to have stumbled upon this poem.

- William Liston

Posted 6 Years Ago


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I get vivid pictures in my mind...me, atop a horse, riding silently through the giant trees and seeing where one of time's quiet sentinels has fallen, now adding life to a different part of the old growth I am riding through. Wonderful poem.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Losing a friend is never easy. This dedication is an excellent metaphor for a friendship that will last for an eternity.

Excellent writing.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

What a beautiful description of truth! It's how it is with deep country, life and death, death and life entwined and endless. You've laid your words so finely, used grand meter and phrasing, yet left me with a sense of absolute calm.

From a Brit who lives in yet another most perfect place on planet earth! Wishing you and your family the sweetest blessings at and for Easter

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful. Perfect description of the forest and life. I love the Michigan forest. Allow us to know peace and calm. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is so beautiful and captivating, and the story behind this piece make it even more so.
Both technically and emotionally, I found this poem well-crafted. The rhymes were natural and unforced, the vocabulary fit the moment, the descriptions were thought-provoking, and (though there was virtually no punctuation) the ideas were clear and coherant.
I enjoyed the core analogy and theme of this piece, with the trees falling, leaving their marks, and at the same time paving the way for the next generation to alight anew. There's so much depth in each stanza. I'm glad to have stumbled upon this poem.

- William Liston

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This comment has been deleted by the poster.

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PT Muldoon
PT Muldoon

onsted, MI



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