Woodland Idyll

In my cabin in the woods

the door will always be open.

People will come and go 

chatting of poetry and art

- thoughts as green and flourishing

as the vegetables in my plot

seen through the kitchen window

or the herbs on the sill.  

 

The woods will not be wild

and no small creatures

will run in blind panic

or lose themselves

in drifts of snow. 

The morning will wake up smiling

to throw wide the window

letting  in leave-scented air.       

 

In my cabin in the woods

the day will hold the echoes

of last night's music

when the young Muslim smiled

at the gay man in the corner

whose head rested

touching his lover's shoulder,

their eyes sparkling in firelight.

 

Everyone will sing in tune. 

The season's will always be kind

no diggers will unearth the trees

or concrete spoil the view

- no young man will fall ill

nor anyone grow old

but simply fade when we choose

like an afternoon that draws to a close.

 

Reviews

[Julian]

"The morning will wake up smiling
to throw wide the window
letting in leaf-scented air. "
I love the idea of the morning "waking and smiling", content and at peace with itself and its surroundings. Really enjoyed this. Julian :)

[Kevin Connolly]

What a beautiful picture you draw, Vanessa. I want a cabin in the woods like that... as long as there are no bears.
A place where no one becomes ill, no one grows old, no children lie in fear, nobody is victimized, and nature isn't destroyed by greedy men. Wouldn't it be nice?
Great stuff.

[Sandra]

Good imagery throughout this piece, such as...
"- thoughts as green and flourishing
as the vegetables in my plot
seen through the kitchen window
or the herbs on the timber sill."

Also, I love how this begins with a door that's always open, inviting us inside to see what your idyll place would be and finding our own in some of the lines. And, you have a very suitable closing.

... but simply fade when we choose
like an afternoon that draws to a close." - ah, if only!

Nice work!

[Chris Madoch- Editor Of..]

[I read this some days ago and it is a pleasure to come back to it.] Children and young men are mentioned but no women which is something of a puzzle. The language is simple and direct which in this case hides and then reveals a complex ideal. This is a haven for the oppressed, who as yet, have no havens provided for them.'no young man will fall ill nor anyone grow old but simply fade when we choose like an afternoon that draws to a close. 'And this section is the MOST thought provoking- hitting us rightly at the last. The responsibility alluded to here is terrifying- and we tumble towards it these days with total disregard for the powers of nature. I think you should be congratulated on getting me this much involved. In part I'm trying to illustrate that this 'fake' simplicity is often the most complex when done as well as this. Best wishes Chris.

[Tawny O'hara]

can I come too? Lovely poem

[Emily B]

There's a lot of positive energy coming from this poem. It's a place I'd like to visit. A tame place with no reason to fear. I think the last stanza is especially strong. My favorite line is "or concrete to spoil the view." Oh, to fade gracefully into the sunset. . .

[Donald Meikle]

Sounds an aweful (yes I missspelled it intentionally) lot like ye've heard about Winnetuxet Junction.
With herbs in filled chimney tiles, an andromeda just trimmed from crowding the pool, a new fish pond, doubling as a water hazard, on the nine hole golf course. that's three counting the pool and koi pond, The asparagus patch has fed
us for three weeks so far, lettuce plants rise by themselves to be planted in eyes right fashion, as do the tomatoes,
peppers. squash, and strawberries. The blueberry bushes have been moved to the left of the third and fifth fair-
way, making room for the coming waterfalls and baby koi pool. The hot tub is ready to jump in. The deck overlooking the
Koi pond bridge is still in the planning stage, but materials have been listed and plans drawn.
Window boxes are full and flowering, This piece of heaven is evolving daily.

[Maria G.]

If only there were such a place in this world, such a beautiful idea of secluded paradise.
This was kind of melancholy i loved the lines

People will come and go
chatting of poetry and art
- thoughts as green and flourishing
as the vegetables in my plot
seen through the kitchen window
or the herbs on the timber sill.

Also the idea of the muslim and gay boy, in an ideal world.. maybe oneday.

[V. Lucien Maier]

very nice idea.
your imagination sounds like a wonderful place to be, and you bring that to the reader well.
good work

[Poeticpiers]

a viosn of paradise utopian in its concept Final stanza is absolutely perfect