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CAMOUFLAGES

I don my camouflage each fall
and head out to the hinterlands
where the miles make me feel small
among the pine and hardwood stands.

So through the dark I speed my way
beneath the late night moon and stars
well before first light of day
on lonely roads near bare of cars.

Past black woods and brooding glades
past houses with all windows black
with all asleep behind closed shades
long before dawn starts to crack.

Then after miles of two lane road,
and a few of gravel near the end,
I park where loggers used to load
just beyond the last sharp bend.

Now the camouflage of night
fades as stars desert the sky.
I enter the woods at first light
still rubbing the night from each eye.

The grays and blacks of the predawn
give way as daylight comes on fast.
Now that summer's greens are gone
leaves' true colors show at last.

With rifle slung and camo on
supposedly I'm hunting deer.
This year's like others now long gone,
It's camouflage for being here.

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They will not see your thoughts
as they take you out
where the wind blows free.
They will not stir a leaf in your Aspen tree.

As me my friend
Where time has taken its toll
The beauty in the mind
Is our secret fall

We can now journey
This land at will
No fear of falling ill
A beauty in awareness

Lovely write there Stan and a grand scene as usual,
Yours Ian.T.
PS:_ let me know when your next trip is
I shall come with
and you can show me the beauty you see there..

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Thank you. The excuse of deer hunting is good camo to roam and sit among nature and let my mind wander into realms in which it would not get a chance to otherwise. I'm uncertain how many more years I'll be able to put my knees through the punishment though.
I'll be going to a favorite spot again this weekend. Catch a flight and join me lol.........stan

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I would love to roam with you a while, before the first snows,
Take care out there, Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

You'd have to hurry up. They're calling for flurries tonight. Relax, I'll try to take you along via my scribbling..............stan

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age defines us...
greatly like your last line
and a fine tale throughout!

thank you!

Always a treat to have you show up. I reckon if age defines us, I must be pretty well defined by now lol. Thanks for dropping by....................stan

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I loved the meander through the pre dawn light stepping out into the day, it really has a peaceful tone, thoroughly enjoyed it, well done.

I enter woods at the first light
still rubbibg(rubbing) the night from each eye

didn't know if anyone else had pointed that out lol

love and hugs JC xxx

("Always and Forever") - (Never lose a holy curiosity.-Albert Einstein)

Stupid typos will be the death of me lol. Believeit or not I do preview before posting. Always glad to have company in my strolls even if the company is far away in both distance and time zones................stan

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