will-o'-the-wisp

Through gently waving rows of wheat
and on down the path I have chose
The sun recedes and the night awakes
in the distance a bright flame glows

There, twirling feather light in the dark
a ghostly beacon that calls to me
Feet now wandering off through the stalks
to appease a growing curiosity

Solid ground gives way to marshy bog
each step sinking deeper in the mire
Fingers reach out to close only on air
swallowed up in this fated Fools Fire

Reviews

[Troy Henson]

An eerie walk through a field of dreams. How very thought provoking.
Well done
Regards
Troy

[Rogue]

Thank you, Troy. :) And I am sorry I am late in answering this.

[sonceotrok]

this feller seems like a ghosty

but the woman is a beuty

[Rogue]

Hi. :)
Do I know you? You have a certain je ne sais quoi wafting about you. :)

[sonceotrok]

yeh they call me JP in the circles. haha

[Rogue]

On? Jack Palmer? Jean Luc Picard? Jimmy Paige?

[sonceotrok]

u can keep up yer guessing plumpie and i wont tell

[Rogue]

Plumpie? Why you little "justice" league "punk"! -grin-

[sonceotrok]

i meant plum-pie

[Rogue]

Hahahahahaha

[sonceotrok]

if u cann hahahah hoo so good...i bet you can giggle a google gonners too

[Rogue]

-shifty eyes-
Perhaps

[sonceotrok]

i didnt know u were cockeyed
arrrggghh

[Rogue]

'tis true. And I have a big ol mole on my chin with three long hairs growing out of it, that love to wave in the wind. :P

[sonceotrok]

eeekk...she is the chocolate witch/...run gretal run

[Rogue]

What's the matter, skittles? You don't want to be fattened up and roasted so we can all 'taste the rainbow'?
-eyebrow wiggle-

[sonceotrok]

rainbow is not a lollipop yuck

[Rogue]

Hahahahaha

How about a pot o' gold.. Got one of those?

[sonceotrok]

nah..
just puffs and cottoncandy

[Rogue]

Aww.. How sweet, you come bearing gifts.
-takes your Cheetos-

[sonceotrok]

aww and i take back too
-grabs your cough cough-

[Rogue]

What? You didn't have opposable thumbs of your own and had to take mine? :D

[sonceotrok]

egaakly.

[Rogue]

Hahahahahaha
I like red... Perhaps the next shade. :P

[sonceotrok]

oh u r werin prada red ...downright tacky!

[Rogue]

What? You think it clashes with the hair? I assure you I can pull it off.
Now yellow... ermmmm...

[sonceotrok]

that dont hurt at all at all...right

[Rogue]

In truth I can wear yellow as well... Just not day glo. :D

[Rogue]

And I have added your Prada Red to my photos. -grin-

[sonceotrok]

huh! thats amazin demazing

[Ken Simm.]

Such a symbolic walk. The fools, fire, a will o the wisp. The feather leading all make up a ghostly walk through thoughts.

[Rogue]

So easy to get pulled off course by something that fascinates it tantalizes.
Thank you, Ken for reading. :)

[SteveB]

Wow. I was not expecting that ending and very much like the surprise. You had set me up with a beautiful visual of a rustic night and then....
But it also strikes me that it is a lovely metaphor. We see the beckoning light and fixate upon it little seeing the dangers we are led into. Be it the wrong dream, a hopeless quest, or a tall brunette [never mind the last one].
Very nicely done. Thank you for sharing this.

[Rogue]

-smile- at the last one.
I see you understood this write completely. Thank you for your insights into it. :)

[quinfinn]

don't know where this is coming from...i love the title....Leon Russell.......one of my favorite albums. awesome write, spills into reality like a funnel through the heart. you are one of my favorite writers here, dear Rogue, because you keep it real and honest, i feel your heart here, no joke. well penned.

[Rogue]

Thank you, Quinn that was very kind of you to say.
As I said in another review this was one I enjoyed. While on the surface, if taken literally it does tell a story of long ago claimed occurrences. In my metaphorical way, I was also able to tell a slightly didfferent tale. :).

[quinfinn]

do tell.....

[Angi]

I missed this one, Rogue! My favorite author is Diana Gabaldon. The Outlander series. Anyway, it is set in Scotland before the American Revolution. This brings to mind the villagers belief in fairies and Ghost Flames. They will lead you astray, off your chosen path if you are not wary of them. Beautifully worded piece. I enjoyed it very much!

[Rogue]

How beautiful, Angi.. You completely nailed it with that.
Thank you so much for sharing that. Now I must go and get the books. :)

[Angi]

Oh do get them! I first read Outlander (It starts slow, so stick with it, amazing read!) when I was 17. There are 7 books, with an 8th due soon. I adore this series. Oh! My pleasure, Rogue. Loved this!

[Rogue]

I will, definitely. I made a note of it. Thank you again! :)

[Angi]

:)

[Chris]

All the uncertainties haunt our "visions" and thoughts.

[Rogue]

Chris, your ability to read through all I write never fails to surprise me. :)

[Sami Khalil]

I can take this in different ways : Chasing an illusive dream , fate or even a death end. You have penned a gorgeous poem full of great metaphors which relates to deep concept on life and humanity condition in general.
I like : the rows of wheat...through the stalks...a ghostly beacon...solid ground and marshy bog...fated fools fire .
You latest writes are on the level of masters of poetry...:)

[Rogue]

This one was one I really enjoyed writing. Because it can read literally. As you know.. Will-o'-the-wisp (the Medieval Latin "fools fire") has fooled many a soul and let them astray.
But, yes.. You see as you have come to do lately.. My metaphoric use of this occurrence. Thank you for always encouraging remarks, my friend. :)

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...:)

[Eddy Jones]

Love this gem and especially
The sun recedes and the night awakes
in the distance a bright flame glows Rating high and looking forward to many re from you.

[Rogue]

Thank you, Eddy for the kind review. I am happy you enjoyed it. :)

[Eddy Jones]

You are so welcome Rogue.