The Forest Across The Road

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We have looked at the embers

Found where the trail

Used to wind through

The forest , still warm.

You with that bright

Fever on your cheek

Me, dull, a copy

Of another fire you had

claimed as yours…. or

So you thought…,I know

Things are brightest

When burning…yet

There is a path flames take

When pavement bars it

From jumping across

A road to other trees.

One forest burnt, another preserved.

A relationship of nature and asphalt.

 

The burnt is reported to

A general public, in amounts.

Acres, ridges, houses, towns

As if the larger the area scorched

The bigger the desire.

I can remember one reporter

Asking me where the rain forest was

I motioned to everywhere

He asked me why I fought fire

I looked at you, still on the trail

Ash on your nose, smiling.

 

Coldness is measured in wind strength.

Inches of snow or rain.

I came across the road

To help you with the flames

Quelling the overall fear

With my calmness, while

Your inner heart searched

for a fire to overcome you

And when things were smoldering

I lost you…………., others

Found my charcoal shell,

Applied what they knew

To my appearance.

(Fire changes people)

I am now built of similes.

I am like the spring water

And cannot feel like a flame

The fire resembles you

 

All who look at me

Apply apocryphal images

Upon my cold, cold smile

They love the dystopian burning

Asking questions, only during

The catastrophe of transformed acres

Keeping distance from the spring

Which saves their lives.

A spring I cupped my hands in

Bringing it to our fire.

 

My desire is misconstrued

It was my mistake

Thinking we all could live together

Even though we already do

And always have.

 

I can remember the time

When we sat above

Valleys scraped of their trees

Waiting for the next blaze

Looking at a photograph taken

From space, the lights of cities

Were a ring of fire.

You were convinced the world

Was on fire, then as now.

You were kissing inflamed lips

Were they mine?

I have only the taste of spit

Rolling around a granule of ash

Between my tongue and teeth

Good enough for a memory.

 

I have always been a passionate

Wanderer of recovered trails

Through burnt timber

Even while I forever

Remain a water sign

Waving to you from

The forest across the road

 

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30 Responses to The Forest Across The Road

  1. frankpovah says:

    “Even while I forever remain a water sign waving to you from across the road”. Beautiful xx.

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  2. paully1965 says:

    Absolutely wholeheartedly love this… Thank you.. Amazing..

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  3. Divine thought artfully expressed.

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  4. Yes, we are all changed by fire. I am waving back to you in that forest across the road. Great piece.

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  5. “It was my mistake

    Thinking we all could live together

    Even though we already do

    And always have.”

    This is masterful– especially these simple, yet extremely powerful, lines. Thanks for sharing.

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  6. Bushka says:

    Wonderful imagery…..Rich in symbolism, to be sure. 😉

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  7. Atomic Words says:

    The last verse is amazing. So wonderfully written

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  8. owen59 says:

    Took me a moment to get into it, then felt it in a movement of the heart and between beings. Fire has already taken lives in Australia this year, including some young people from Europe on working visas in agriculture in the west. Some places may get worse over summer. I shall make a FB link to this. Owen

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  9. Slavomir Almajan says:

    Reblogged this on Slavomir Almajan's Blog.

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  10. Slavomir Almajan says:

    “I lost you…………., others/Found my charcoal shell,/Applied what they knew/To my appearance./
    (Fire changes people)“
    Well, That’s a poem!

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  11. Ralph says:

    In Prolog, often the ending lies. I savor the last lines of the opening stanza.

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  12. wwwpalfitness says:

    Reblogged this on wwwpalfitness.

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  13. Roo's Ruse says:

    Reading the first time felt distantly familiar, while it enveloped me. Reading again, more relaxed, letting it flow freely this time:
    “…They love the dystopian burning
    Asking questions, only during
    The catastrophe of transformed acres
    Keeping distance from the spring
    Which saves their lives.
    A spring I cupped my hands in
    Bringing it to our fire…”
    The verse leaned in – reading this the very first time when you first posted it knocked the wind out of me for a moment. There’s more to that experience, but this is about your excellent work.

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  14. rivrvlogr says:

    Like a vision above the flames, translation shimmering, flickering in the heat waves.

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  15. I especially like the part where you go over how its figures and statistics for some and a tiresome walk in ashes for others.

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  16. wgr56 says:

    Another fine example of your consistent excellence!

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  17. socialbridge says:

    ‘I am now built of similes.’ Wonderful!

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  18. skat says:

    “Ash on your nose, smiling” This really makes it vivid for me. Nice work.

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  19. skat says:

    Oops! “your”

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  20. tendrilwise says:

    Hey Elan,

    I like “I have always been a passionate/Wanderer of recovered trails.”

    Take good care,

    Jenn

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  21. Another profound poem. I really like the imagery in this one, especially in the lines- “I have always been a passionate Wanderer of recovered trails”

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  22. Kasturi says:

    “….the larger the area scorched
    The bigger the desire.” Indeed it is so…I related the most hence the best expression in the entire composition…my take of course…beautiful

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