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Mystery of Pine Barrens

Mystery Of Pine Barrens Pine Barrens hide the cabin by mirrored lake Years pass as green grass grows slower under trees Something is missing that no one knows Rolled hills keep mysteries up there No visitors or neighbors seen near or far Only vegetation drinks water from beneath Grounded shore lines about the lake tell nothing more About desertions, something taking creatures in a blink There, creeping in Pine Barrens hold, lost souls and branches Animals disappeared, all life forms departed in a whisper Dismissed from ages page of time Fish, birds and even insects became removed Extinct in that sudden instance and eased Permanently gone, forever undefined, forgotten No note. Departed without notice or trace of any kind Reports came back, strange things are happening Just under rocks and dark of night about the woods Wind ceased to blow two months ago A single leaf did not recognize the clues They could not move or change or make a noise No ripple on the water surface could be seen or heard Stone silence stood along the cabin scenery Observed close up it gave up nothing No life in lake, or sky or ground Trees froze and had no where to go Nature stopped dead in her tracks Looked back for explanations along the lake and woods Don’t be surprised if you should visit there You may find that you too have not arrived Have disappeared for no good reason in the pines

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Date: 6/4/2015 2:39:00 PM
The imagery is absolutely wonderful Earl i can pictue this bleak image so clearly in my minds eye:-) hugs Jan xx
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Earl Schumacker
Date: 6/4/2015 3:26:00 PM
Hi Jan. Thank you. I hope you are having a nice day. I struggled with this one to keep it tight and on track. I come from the Pine Barrens in NJ. I lived most of my life in Atlantic City NJ and surrounding area of that region. The pines are magical. In this poem I removed all life forms as an experiment in nature and the cause and effect of a strange unexplainable occurrence there. Glad you liked it. Take care. Earl

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