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Imagine yourself in a woodland scene
by the verge of an old winding lane;
and circled around islands of green,
oceans of leaves rustling in waves.
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When was this written Haven’t seen anything new from you for awhile
Hi Darcy. Thanks for your comments. Very much appreciated. The original of this is gone so I'm not sure of when exactly it was written. I had it posted on here at least once previously; that would take it back to probably 2008. Seems like a life time ago.
Life is a journey of learning. Don't know when I became stupid enough to believe that only youth could be overwhelmed by the ecstacies of romantic love and the agonies of its pains. But boy did I unlearn that fallacy recently. The forest fire of emotion that love can sometimes be, definitely seems to rage at least as wildly in the aged as it does in the young. Almost burned me to the ground...
Yeats urged: Sing whatever is well-made. Jim Hogg complies.
Many fine passages can be seen in this verse, jim... and i liked these so much.. But this line: A puzzle in brick from the second world war was reminded me my ancestors and those times which I remember only from films and books... Best wishes, Tsira
GUY...u first verse was killing...ocen of leaves...wow, , , u r a good poet..keep it up u cn also read and comment on my poem....thanks for sharing this lovely poem
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7/21/2025 3:50:34 PM # 1.0.0
Perhaps you met my prom date those 37 years ago! < > <