Through the Woods

Strawberry red skies
when home beckons through sage woods
Pink love's going down
as dewdrops on purple rose
prior to the velvet close

Flowers follow me
their fantasy fragrances
recalling burnt gold
Beauty's dying once again
in throes of rapture and pain

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Sara Kendrick

Date: 3/4/2025 3:13:00 PM

I enjoyed reading this colorful and descriptive work that you have penned. Thanks for sharing your talent with us. Sara K

Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 3/4/2025 3:32:00 PM

You are so welcome, Sara. Thank you for your precious comment. :)

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 3/3/2025 5:47:00 AM

All the lovely colors and imagery through the eyes of a lovely poet! Blessings ~ Kim

Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 3/3/2025 12:10:00 PM

Deepst thanks for your inspiring words, Kim. Have a wonderful week. :)

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 2/27/2025 10:45:00 AM

I will follow your poetry, like a magnet.

Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 2/27/2025 3:54:00 PM

Thank you, my friend. :)

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 2/26/2025 3:54:00 PM

These deep thoughts seem final and decisive. The woods separates the thoughts in the poem. Does the future die? I like this puzzling poem.

Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 2/26/2025 7:32:00 PM

Thank you for your heartwarming appreciation, Hilda. I often like to leave my poems open to many interpretations. Basically, it's a poem about bittersweet goodbye. It could be a little death, like the death of a beautiful day, or it could be the end of a happy period in life, like a graduation, or a divorce. It could also refer to the death of someone dearly loved, who left precious memories to cherish, with 'home' symbolizing the final destination of heaven. Best of wishes. :)