Seedlings

Exterminate.

forest rainbow leaves, fall and

open thickened skins to winter

brittle arms creak ........ moan

grey red-brown coyote 

tip toe trotting 

another weaving thread 

quick eyes glancing back

                                                                   gone

Solastalgia shackle shaking

shadow tree trunks pin drop silence

coyote pin ball clanging

clinging

ringing 

                                                  "...the bells the bells the bells"

She decanted the best of me.

even a crooked tree 

reaches skyward

moon and brown

muley eyes saccade 

quivering a nightmare

rewilding stubborn as

an outrage 

Outrage 

alluring dark temptations

erase

Erased.

12/24/2018

E.

Author's Note

Reviews

[lightsong]

Dear Mr.E, sometimes we don't need to understand all the meanings of the written words, but to dwell and feel, overwhelmingly feel... the rhythm of Your lines stuck in my head, somewhere there You spoke to me of deep loss and deep pain, when I reached this "She decanted the best of me." with the important dot "." of it, I felt a little twinge in my heart, as if I was waiting to read this, for me this was You speaking to, of and for nature as "Your" nature, as if She is Your beloved one, in all the seasons, times, days or nights, You believe in her, and that she can rebirth, always she can.

[Einstein Noodle]

well Light ... we are soul connected no doubt about it and that is the line for me that you point out ... these kinds of poems are closest to me and they are not for everyone for sure ... they are pretty oblique ;) when is started to think maybe other people would be interested in reading my "stuff" I brought a bunch to my Mother-in-Law to read. She was a creative writer all her life.... she warned me about the value of something if no one understands it ... i took that to heart but sometimes words collected fall into place and one just knows (as Neville has put it) that it is "right" ... its very gratifying to have people here read and find their own meaning in poems but even more when I have such a connection as we seem to have ... thanks Light! for your light ;)
E.

[lightsong]

my dearest friend, what Your Mother in law said to You is one of the most important things ever, I also believe what's the point of writing something no one can understand? or those who use complicated and big words and my head hurts while reading, I love the simplicity, the one which is able to reach others in a profound and touching way, when English is not my first language and with me first knowing nothing of poetry forms, sometimes writing and finding the exact word I need or want can be difficult, and honestly that is applied to reading too, BUT I also know when words are flowing freely naturally from within, they are not necessarily meant to be understood but FELT, and they will have a certain compelling power in them, and this is what matters for me the MOST what I feel while reading, what comes sincerely from the depths, will reach the depths of the readers, that's true... and again, that IS what matters. I myself know that I sometimes write in a confusing way, so never ever worry my soul friend, when Your feelings are poured sincerely into the page... this is the treasured of gems.

[Einstein Noodle]

peace and joy Light!!! :) i hear you!

[lightsong]

Peace, joy ad Love always.

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

she waits just outside the circle E.....always waiting, always watching for a new understanding....Im spinning until I focus :)

[Einstein Noodle]

:) ................. yes She is! love your comment Ms. Queen

[An owl on the moon]

What powerful visions arise through the mist of your words. I live near a forest and sensed the life there first, there in the darkness of night moving. Then sensed other passages for words to come to life, seed by seed, arising in a world of life and death, light and darkness. So profoundly moving.

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you owl ... i appreciate your commenting on the title ... its important tho in contrast to much of the poem ... thank you for visiting and reviewing sir! best of the day to ya!
E.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

“Solastalgia”-an important feeling. Encroaching, insidious, danger approaches us all. Your poem stealth-walks across our consciousness E., like the coyotes, the shadow trees- so much gone and going. Yes, we have “decanted” the best from the earth and she trembles in the death-throes of her savage violation. Powerful language, imagery and gun-shot explosions of stark one-word, lines. “Erased”- we soon will be. Profound message, delivered profoundly.

[Einstein Noodle]

oh my ... Annette you see the entirety of it .. i am truly humbled by your review ... how could one ask for more ... thank you so much for this encouragement ... for reading and taking time to review ... peace sister!
E.

[Lilly]

"She decanted the best of me."

"Solastalgia shackles shaking"

I loved reading these lines and feel that they made this piece something special. I especially liked the second line I quoted - I like the imagery it evokes and the light alliteration.
This piece feels as though it has quickly tumbled out of your mind, it felt somehow urgent to me. Nice work

[Einstein Noodle]

those lines you mention are both at the crux of this one ..independently or together .. definitely written spontaneously with a minimum of revisions .. it just felt good ... it felt "done" when it was .... done ;) thanks for your sensitive read and review ... so glad you felt it!
E.

[Lilly]

It's like that sometimes - sometimes what you're writing seems to tell you when it's done!

[andrew mitchell]

The funny thing about loss is nature has a way of covering it all up! Nice writing Gene. I feel wisdom in this piece from a mind well marinated by life! 😀

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you sir! yea! Nature will do that for sure ... i'm being cremated ... maybe scattered somewhere .. tho i won't be covered ... She'll absorb me eh!? ;))))))))))))) always a treat to have your reviews Andrew ... be well and prosper!
E.

[barleygirl]

Here's the difference between you & me (which I recognize with envy) . . . you sit in a meditative moment & simply observe your mind flow exactly how it comes out . . . on the other hand, I wait until something "sensible" comes out before I feel its poem-worthy. I miss being able to capture the pure randomness of nature & also the act of observing is random, as you have captured it here. Such is the curse of a neat freak *wink! wink!* Fondly, Margie

[Einstein Noodle]

excuse me!!!!! this was 70 yrs in the making ;))))))))))))))))))))))))) yes...we have talked about linear verses a big bang use of the language before ... and i love your way about you too .. this one is admittedly pretty abstract .. but it one does let go of "understanding" there is a unity in there .. i love how you relate randomness to nature ... as certainly it seems the case .. yet the forces are quite predictable in some ways as well ... i know these kinds of poems are not your cup of tea and when you read and you let me know .. it is even more appreciated ... rhyme is not a natural thing for me so i understand completely .. hugs babe :)
E.

[barleygirl]

I had to stop by & read this again becuz the title beckons to me as I wait for my little seedlings to burst forth with each new twig & leaf. During my absence, I started about six different books having to do with spirituality/creativity & my goal is to be more free & spontaneous in the way I express myself in writing. I'll never be as free as this poem, but it's a goal of mine to move in this direction more & more *smile* Fondly, Margie

[Einstein Noodle]

in my most recent post it has two parts .. the first more clearly stated and the second is an attempt to say the same thing with more imagery and freedoms taken .. you already read it my dove ;) but i am going to try to post my next one in the same way ... it is hard for me to write plainly ..i most always go off track and feel complete when its done so leave it that way :) not the best poetry approach admittedly .. but hey .. never my intent to be famous or rich ;)))))))))))))))))))))))))

[barleygirl]

I agree that we need to stick with our natural style. It's fun to exercise our skill & try different things. But in the end, we all have a particular style that makes writing poetry fun. And me having fun is more important than my audience understanding what I'm saying! *wink! wink!* Fondly, Margie

[Einstein Noodle]

(((((((((((((((((Margie))))))))))))))))) ;) yep!

[Lydia Shutter]

The need to feel close to one who has gone....you can feel the person's essence, hear the person, drink in the aura....but you can not hug that person. The feeling of loss is overwhelming here. Beauty of nature is wonderful, but that one special human being is gone and nothing is quite the same. Loved the Hunchback line. E, your poetry runs the gamut and always makes me think. I identify with some part of it always...and that is wonderful. Happy Healthy New Year to you. Lydi**

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you for reading and your review ...you touch on the loss which is the greater part of it ... love your impression of the humpback .. one of my all time favorite old movies ... he makes you cry everytime ;( we are all graced by your presence here Lyd! ... special thanks again for checking this one out! and a big Happy New Year to you as well!!

[Tamara Beryl Latham]

Einstein Noodle, your imagery is outstanding. I really felt the line "Even a crooked tree reaches skyward."

Although I was not able to figure out the narrative object, I could feel the darkness associated with the pain.

You are truly talented, Einstein and you definitely speak to your readers. Each layer of the onion, referencing your poem, presents us with a different twist of thought. Great job! :-)

[Einstein Noodle]

yes!! that's exactly correct ;) i do appreciate everyone who has read and commented on this one, Tamara ... as abstract as it is it doesn't appeal to everyone ... thank you for taking the time to read and review .. it means a lot to me
E.

[Tamara Beryl Latham]

I will always take the time to read and review, to the best of my ability, your poetry. :-)

[Sami Khalil]

An amazing write dear Einstein Noodle. I feel the deeper message and the story behind. The coyote spirit, the withering and coming of winter, the quivering in nightmarish states, the pin drop silences and so forth. Some can take this literally, others metaphorically. I hope the narrator passed that stage of solastalgia.

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks for reviewing Sami ... always appreciated ... i newly learned about solastalgia in a class i took ... the concept has some very good foundation in my opinion ... all things being one ... everything effects and is affected by all things ;} ... thank you for recognizing the metaphorical and literal things in this one .. very cool!
E.

[Sami Khalil]

I do agree. You are welcome sir Einstein.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Mr E. Happy New Year to you. Your imagery here is sharp, I can see it clearly, and your poetic expression wonderful. I love "brittle arms creak". I could hear those tree limbs. When I read your line "she decanted the best of me", at first it seemed to stand alone, almost out of place, but on reading again, I feel that line is very integral to the whole understanding of the poem. You have used vocabulary which I needed to research, so I have improved my knowledge and I have to say I spotted some excellent alliteration. Lovely stuff Mr E.

Chris

[Einstein Noodle]

if we allow our own opinions .. that line is my part in the poem on a more personal level ... its my favorite .. so i am very gratified it spoke to you in such a way ... it is central to the poem ;) thank you always for your time and reviewing .. its the best part of the Cafe' says i!
E.