A Writer’s Lair

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I walked into the forest to get away,

taking with me all the essentials for the day…

Then I came upon some rocks – smooth and grey

and amongst them I decided I’d lie —

So I lit some mary j,

and listened to the stream’s sweet cries….

For some time I was lost amid the tall trunks and green vines;

and when the sun’s rays began struggling to break through the canopy,

I decided to make my way back to civilisation –

and as I did, I felt sad for leaving

but was happy I could make out the path back.

Then I thought of how oft in life we journey back and forth

through the passage of time into memory

trying to hold on to a moment in the past

and especially to avoid dealing with the present.

Next thing I knew I was walking out of the forest

to go on about my evening.

 

 

© Heath Muchena, 2013


3 Comments on “A Writer’s Lair”

  1. Thanks for sharing, I am doing that now holding on to a moment and some moments make me smile or laugh at times.

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  2. williamsch53 says:

    listened to the stream’s sweet cries &
    when the sun’s rays began struggling to break through the canopy!!! Nice imagination..(Y)

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  3. I enjoy your word images immensely. Thank you for your interest in my art. Gretchen

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