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Where Small Feet Tread

Where Small Feet Tread



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Published by: Steve U on Dec 02, 2010
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Where Small Feet Tread
12-1-2010, The Jotter 
A gray ribbon of cracked road stretches off through the crowding trees,
 I suppose it was always there. A dark shape, a snare on the primitive brain Raising primitive hackles, Itself old, ancient, and no longer believed in, Forgotten.
The recent rain resurrecting from the road a curtain of wavering steam
 It's always there, though, a warped shape leading  Into the trees, hovering over the path. I sometimes took it, that Crook in time, at the end.
Lit from above by a hidden oblivious sun.
 And the people walking beneath it, Nakedly wanting, Desiring its old adulation. Demanding  Its old offerings...sigh.Walking on the old road, in the sweating heat, works the mind.

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Diane Ludeking added this note
Great pic and beautiful words!
Bill AKA "Kenosis23" added this note
Your two tiered structure very sucessfully evokes the two tiered structure of the human mind, the ancient mind of a spirit animated world of magic thinly veneered by a layer of civilization and science. This ancient world still moves, as you show. Well done and Five-Star material!
Phantomimic added this note
I liked this, evocative and sad. I love how you blend the outside world with the inner one, and the past with the present. Did you make the shape in the picture?
Steve U added this note
Reading this poem will lower your cholesterol: Where Small Feet Tread
Carl F Maulbeck added this note
this is especially good, jot, - Nakedly wanting, / Desiring its old adulation. / Demanding Its old offerings...sigh - the decay as it were of wanting to needing to demanding warrants a vary deep sigh, excellent
Shyam Adrift added this note
Ah! this a dreamy sequence, a fine lament, some very vivid images, I love the way you make inanimate objects breathe..there is a sadness, a touch of fear of loss! On surface, it seems like rambling, on exploration it moves my heart.
Shyam Adrift added this note
I had been reading this in the morning when the net crashed. Re-reading now.
Steve U added this note
This poem will not give you rabies or other diseases by reading it. Where Small Feet Tread

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