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Pando Waits

in Pando's shadow a young maiden sings
wander'd to and fro peat bog feet sloshing
auburn locks adorned in daisy crowned rings
quite unaware that something was watching 

one with thick skinned carion heart at core
to scavenge Middlemist's red camellia
he too delivered from far away shores
a renaissance ratel in rebellion

Leila leisured in shade of quaking aspen trees
treacle honey joys spilled out across her dress
temptation so strong insatiable hunger needs
dark honey badger lept from a tufted hedge

in presence one so endeared, showed no fear
for all beasts, nature's greatest gift bequeath
proffered morsel from open hand as he neared
inquisitive eyes belied soft heart and sharp teeth 
 
forest branches embraced the two in nosh
as trembling giant's rustling now subdued
ladybugs flit from branch to dew covered moss
fingers stroked rough fur nape to back as he chewed

two walked ancestral shores as newfound kin
sniff'g this way and that among tufted pearls
claws tap entranced her soft cooing voice hymn
face framed in rivulets long carefree curls

long past gone Leila's song through far away gates
honey badger' forest friend rests - Pando waits
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Dietrich Avatar
July 9, 2021 at 3:18 PM
oh, just seeing another older comment you made to one of my comments. (I never see them unless I happen to go back to same poems again). So I see this is in UTAH. That is so nice to know.
Kiser Avatar
June 27, 2021 at 8:45 PM
Quite a beautiful story you have penned here, appealing to a nature lover like me.
Dietrich Avatar
June 9, 2021 at 7:10 PM
a magical enchanting forest tale this is!!
Theraven Avatar
June 10, 2021 at 6:15 PM
Hello Andrea, Thank you for dropping by. Going there some day to a little piece of paradise just southwest of Doctor Creek Campground in Utah. No shoes required. -Richard
Ligon Avatar
June 8, 2021 at 3:13 PM
Fluid alliteration like soothing music. A majestic write. I'm faving this.
Theraven Avatar
June 8, 2021 at 4:16 PM
Hi Juliet, Thanks for the comment. I will tell Pando your name, though surely the wind has told already. -Richard
Buehler Avatar
June 6, 2021 at 4:59 PM
An engaging poem, full of otherworldly beauty. Wonderfully crafted, Richard. :D
Theraven Avatar
June 6, 2021 at 5:44 PM
Evelyn, Thank you for the visit and comment. I was thrilled by your sunshine and flowers found in your poem 'Inner Joy'. The haunting melody of an oboe; best company. -Richard
Rose  Avatar
June 6, 2021 at 1:34 PM
I just love forest friends, and like you the attachment is beautiful, thank you for always shedding light on my otherwise dreary day, :) you make me smile.
Theraven Avatar
June 6, 2021 at 4:35 PM
Hello Mystic Rose Rose. Thanks, smiling is as important as breathing. Forest friends perhaps make a very odd pair. Though real magic hidden in the trembling giant. -Richard https://youtu.be/ViiCsSTF4-U
Daniel Avatar
June 6, 2021 at 3:51 AM
An enchanting write, Richard:) deep and surreal:)
Theraven Avatar
June 6, 2021 at 1:06 PM
Jo, Thank you, really like 'deep and surreal'. I wanted to write of a rare friendship; one between a beast and innocence. Both with frailty and weakness. In Hebrew and Arabic the word Leila (or Laila) means "night", "dark" and the name is often given to girls born during the night, signifying "daughter of the night". -Richard
Sands Avatar
June 5, 2021 at 2:47 PM
I was so drawn into your writing. So well done Richard. I enjoyed this. I hope you are having a nice weekend :)
Theraven Avatar
June 6, 2021 at 12:57 PM
Hello Heidi, Thank you for reading my poem 'Pando waits'. The Forestry Service wrote: 'Pando is believed to be the largest, most dense organism ever found at nearly 13 million pounds. The clone spreads over 106 acres, consisting of over 40,000 individual trees.' Though there are fears Pando is dying. -Richard
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