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The mossy mounds and arbor in these woods
That nature’s rocks toil hard never to spoil
Are man’s wealth; except the indolent fool’s
Who hide their wreathed relics in the soil.
But moss will spread and scatter over grass
And trellis vines, bluebells and larger blooms
Though crime-loving ingrate-fools with no class,
No forbearance, come to derange her rooms
With stolen sorrows useless to her hands.
Like fine sand that through an hourglass slow drips
After vapors have oppressed her rich lands
She upsoars and sheaths all with velvet strips.
Often she sputters and responds with tears
But regains her stance despite ingrate heirs.
Copyright © selmamartin 🍂
- Requirements:
- Length: 14 lines;
Image provided by PoW Jaideep’s for prompt guidelines for W3 October 9th 2024
- Ekphrasis: Write a poem inspired by the above image, in which towering ancient trees loom over a hidden, moss-covered path that winds into the heart of the forest. A single beam of light filters through the canopy, illuminating a relic—a weathered, stone-carved compass buried in the roots;
- Suggestions:
- Personification: Incorporate the poetic device of personification, giving the forest or relic a voice to express emotions or secrets long kept hidden;
- Themes: Evoke a sense of mystery and time’s passage.
🍂 Written for W3 Prompt #128
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🍂 Thanks for the lovely prompt. Thanks all for reading. 🍂
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Mother nature heals 🩷
Ingrates though we may be. Yes, she heals. Let’s not overload her forests with junk we don’t need. Thanks Diana. Bless you. I hope all’s well with you. Xo
It is thank you
A very moving response
Happy you were moved dear Sadje. Thanks for reading and commenting and supporting. Bless you always.
Always my pleasure dear friend
We should leave Mother Nature to be as she is.
No wonder she is angry.
Thank you for this lovely poem Selma xo
No wonder, right. Thanks Maggie
Indeed Selma !
My pleasure always.
Riveting poetry, Selma. Mother Nature is forgiving but we do test her limits.
All the time. Pushing and pushing. Thanks Dora dear
I love your poem in response to this prompt Selma dear. Now this is touching:
🙏🏼 “With stolen sorrows useless to her hands.
Like fine sand that through an hourglass slow drips…”
Wonderful and thanks so much for sharing your poetic wisdom my friend! 🥰💖🤗💐😘
I’m genuinely happy. Thanks Kim.
You should be Selma, because you are so deserving. Hugs and smooches! 🥰💞😘
I love your sonnet!🥰
Best words. Thanks. Honestly, thanks. 🙇🏽♀️
Selma your sonnet is a delight of magnificent proportions! I love it!!! 😍😍😍
You’re way too kind Val.
☺️ thanks
Fantastic poem, Selma. The final couplet is really powerful.
Happy you liked it, dear Nicole. The reality check portion☝🏽that’s supposed to-like you told me previously-“In Shakespearean literature, no one could enter a forest and leave it without having been changed in some way.”
Hope this does it… bless you.
Yes! I definitely see that!
A fine poem. We should take more care of our beloved mother.
Oh yes. This we must do. Thanks so much for reading Heather. 🤗
My pleasure.
Such a heartfelt and timely take, Selma! “Often she sputters and responds with tears”, beautiful and haunting ❤️
Delighted you liked it Deepthy dear. Be well.
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A superb sonnet 👏💚💚💚
Thanks dearly. Lesley. 🙇🏽♀️
😊🩷 xx
A very heartfelt and spicy poem, Selma. Gorgeous in its classic sonnet form.
Delighted you enjoyed it dear friend. Thanks
Well done , Selma! 💓
Thanks for saying, Cindy. 🤗
I thought of a sonnet too, and… didn’t get to it. I ‘just’ did a 14 lines poem 😉
I agree that we should take better care of nature…
Dawn? Thanks so much for reading. Your poem was stellar as is. Loved it. Thanks.
The closing couplet brings a poignant resolution, emphasizing nature’s enduring strength despite the disruption caused by careless hands. The poem’s classical tone and structure add to its depth and timeless appeal.
Thank you kindly. Thanks for the lovely prompt. Was fun to write for it. Gifted myself a sonnet. Xo
Wonderful.
Selma, your poem beautifully intertwines nature’s resilience with a strong critique of human indifference, creating a rich tapestry of imagery and emotion that resonates deeply! Wowzers!
~David
🙇🏽♀️ bowing deeply and graciously receiving that “Wowsers!” 😉
*hug*