Ts Poetry Poet Free verse

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 November 6, 2020 at 9:15 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 September 30, 2020 at 9:02 PM "At Baia" by H.D. Ts Poetry October 2, 2020 at 11:08 AM Thank you Modesty..the wind, the sea, the trees, all a mystery x Lady Labyrinth September 30, 2020 at 9:10 PM https://poets.org/poem/baia Lady Labyrinth September 30, 2020 at 9:04 PM of course, this could apply to almost any scenario. ;) regards, Vetiver...or L'air du Temps. Lady Labyrinth September 30, 2020 at 9:02 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.