wandered off

preamble to a trip back to Daniel Boone's fort . . . and come to think of it a woman that would leave the protection of hearth and home to brave the wilds . . . she must be a little crazy

If you should chance to find me gone

absent from spinning wheel and loom

dasher idle in the butter churn

 

If you survey the fields and hills

to find me not at work in the garden

and not returning from the spring

 

If you should look around to find

sewing cast aside

dishes strewn unwashed on the hearth

 

It could be

     I've wandered off alone down to the river

     to lose myself in the cool flow.

 

Author's Note

getting excited for the coming weekend

Reviews

[Adrian K. Smith]

Well, I read the piece - I thought about what I know of you - the two contradicted - I skimmed the reviews, and they seemed to agree more with what I know of you than what I saw. For the life of me, it may be the mood that I have been in of late - but I saw this as a suicide piece. As somebody that looked as if they were going about their normal lives in a normal manner, suddenly disappears... having loosed themselves to the cool still flow, perhaps as Ophelia did in Hamlet. Yes, I definitely saw something different here - perhaps I need to get out of left field.

[V.B.]

Stunning imagery all over the place. You took me on a journey with you--I felt like a bird with an aerial view of your world. It really does resonate with that feeling one gets at 5PM on a Friday. If only I hadn't read it on a Tuesday...

All the same, it was beautiful and I still loved it. Thanks very much.

[Lachenille Papillion]

All of the cafe seems to be in tune with reminiscence and nature these days. I love this as it captures the essence of the time frame and the playful and independent mind of the narrator...

[OT]

oh yes! if lost find me down by the river drifting around - free almost - nice!

[paul]

wow. what beautiful wonder.

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

What is about women..such unpredictable creatures,clam and serene on face yet within some carry a wild soul..but then what is wild,a careless terminology for those who dream of an unfettered lust for life..:)
Your poems are like all the things you mentioned in the first few lines..homely,very very close to heart and soul..

[R E Tree]

Wow! Impressive... kind of what I expected from the title. I love how you have menchioned nature into this poem. I have a interest in nature and I could picture the fields and hills so clearly I can't forget. I do think it's short but still wondeful.

[alan peter kelly]

beautiful and evocative...one should never be chained to convention...the occasional adventure is food for body mind and soul...

[Alicante lullaby]

i so agree with adrian,,,what i thought first was Ophelia,,,Em,,,you suddenly reminded of a story,,,a chinese who fell in love with moon and then in his wild pursuit to caress its reflection plunged into cold,cold waters,,,,a sohni write,,,

[Narnie]

A selfish moment despite oneself. I don't think time will ever change the need for that. A beautiful poem