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Inside the Silence

dead of night draws near and he suffers inside the silence the stillness of the land loam looming encrypting upon his hand bare as his glance a mirror mulling of a past eyed foreseeing a fertile future as she comes he pauses in the mist of maturation of the trees his forest blend bent to the cue of man braved he braves the hidden blue and breathes her scent

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Charmaine Chircop

Date: 11/6/2020 9:15:00 AM

His hidde blue somehow reminds me of loneliness.. The maturity of the trees with ageing..and Her scent reminds me of Love which remains as young and ageless as the ocean .Loved this Tim Smith.

Lady Labyrinth

Date: 9/30/2020 9:02:00 PM

"At Baia" by H.D.

Ts Poetry
Date: 10/2/2020 11:08:00 AM

Thank you Modesty..the wind, the sea, the trees, all a mystery x

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 9/30/2020 9:10:00 PM

https://poets.org/poem/baia

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 9/30/2020 9:04:00 PM

of course, this could apply to almost any scenario. ;) regards, Vetiver...or L'air du Temps.

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 9/30/2020 9:02:00 PM

Not bad V.S.A.S. I like the use of sense of smell. I am going with 'Forest'. Although one can imagine the scent and taste of the Ocean, when one considers the colour Blue, in all its shades, drenched and drowning.