The Secret Meadow

The Secret Meadow

A Poem by CreativeCookie
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Not finished...Oh well, posting anyways!

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I run the hidden trails of the forest

The fallen fruits of seasons past carpet my way

Muffling my footsteps

The debris crushed beneath me

Loose their fragrances into the spring air

The sticky-sweet of the fall maples mix with the spiced pine

The pungent sour yet sweet muskadine

Now crushed beneath my feet

I tread lightly upon my secret paths

My steps falling swift and soft

I step from the dappled shadows

The flickering light and dark

Banished as I step softly past the treeline, into the meadow

Peace floods me as I sigh

Letting my worries drift away with that outgoing breath

Hungrily I inhale the quiet of the meadow

Bringing it to my peace-starved heart

I walk to the center of my haven

My sanctuary

The birds greet me and sing a song of welcome

Each trying to outdo the other

Creating the perfect symphony

The flowers nod in greeting

The grasses brush my hand

All bow before the coming wind

It's greeting full of love

It wraps itself about me in a gentle embrace

With ghostly fingers softly brushes wayward hairs from my face

The sun beams down merry and bright

Happy with such a loving scene

Sending it's rays down with joy and grace

It plants a warming feather-light kiss on my cheek

© 2013 CreativeCookie


Author's Note

CreativeCookie
It's not finished,but I posted it anyways. Ahhh...If only it were real, this is my dream place! Please crticized and critique, nit-picking encouraged!
Love,
CreativeCookie

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It's a great writing, I love how you created this awesome mental image with words, thank you for sharing it!

'It wraps itself about me in a gentle embrace
With ghostly fingers softly brushes wayward hairs from my face'
Love it! Love it


Posted 11 Years Ago


I enjoyed this piece. Nice description in creating the imagery, without going into overkill. "It wraps itself about me in a gentle embrace
With ghostly fingers softly brushes wayward hairs from my face," I thought this was particularly well phrase. You have a very nicely structured rhythm throughout which kept things moving along nicely. My only critique would be the repetition of the word 'feet' towards the beginning, but that's a very minor issue and I could very well be in the minority with that line of thought. Good work!

Posted 11 Years Ago


CreativeCookie

11 Years Ago

I see what you mean and have hopefully fixed that in a satisfactory manner. Thanks for pointing that.. read more
wonderful:)
you created a very visual place!

Posted 11 Years Ago


This is beautiful! I love the imagery! Great detail and well-written!! Great piece of work as always! :) Keep it up!! :) 100/100

Posted 11 Years Ago



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CreativeCookie
CreativeCookie

Tuscaloosa, AL



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I love to write, read, sing, and act. I write all kinds of things songs, poems, stories all that kind of thing in all different genres. I mostly do fantasy, though, it's my favorite! Someday I hope to.. more..

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