Sunday, October 30, 2011

Painted Silence


Painted Silence

Surrounded by hills of painted sand
Whispering of a past long gone
Listening for wild calls of a forest primeval
Drowned beneath the roasting sun.

Walking a trail winding down
Into the erased past beneath
The hills of vivid color so silent
Swallowing every breath of air.

Above on the canyon rim
A reality turned unreal
Descending step by step into silence
Listening for whispers not there.

Surrounded by sands of a time long gone
Transfigured matter which speaks
In whispers not audible
Entombed in colored sands.

J. Binford-Bell
October 2011


15 comments:

  1. The colours are so beautiful on this blog, and I also enjoyed this poem.
    "Surrounded by hills of painted sand, Whispering of a past long gone"
    very well done!

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  2. 'whispering of a past long gone'....well done. Enjoyed your poem very much.
    William

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  3. Awesome post, Jacqui! Love the poem and picture. One of my most favorite places!

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  4. you blew me away with this,

    elegant poetry.

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  5. perfectly compOSED PIECE,

    love the ending line, well done.

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  6. i love hiking in this kind of terrain. i can see why you would write a poem about it.

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  7. Picturesque descriptions with a lot of emotions. Awesome!!

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  8. Very nice. I really enjoyed the last stanza.

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  9. Stellar.and may i so add, fantastic Art Work. :)

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  10. Great :)
    Nice poem and great pic :)

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  11. What a picturesque poem! I think my favourite lines are:

    Walking a trail winding down
    Into the erased past beneath

    So wonderful! Thank you for sharing :)

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  12. This is brilliant... Your words (and the photo) started several poems in my mind as I was reading them. Inspirational! As always!

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