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Aggressive tire treads hum along
as the paved road falls away
and radio plays some old song
in small hours of a new day

Old truck enveloped by the dark
as headlights show the way to go
once again I must embark
to somewhere that the world turns slow

For far too long worry and strain
have filled my days and endless nights
as doubt's daemons filled fevered brain
recalled mistakes..imagined slights

So now I race to beat the sun
to a favorite streamside bluff
where autumn's song has just begun
and simply Being is enough

Now gravel growls beneath the tires
in the east the sky turns pale
timing perfect as I could desire
as I park next to a sylvan swale

And as I walk to my chosen post
with each step one worry falls away
my return is welcomed by my host
one day I'll come here to stay

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certainly brought me in. Your word choice is perfect and I loved where this poem took me. Everything led smoothly from one thought to another and I couldn't find fault with your rhythm and pace. ~ Gee

Writing purely for oneself, is the ultimate in defensive posture.

Thanks. Some people use shrinks to smooth over the rough places in their lives. Many are the times that a retreat into solitude among nature has allowed me to unscramble my thoughts. Hence the reason nature is the theme of this and so many of my poems.......................stan

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indeed Stan

I still believe no one-after Frost, can write beautifully about nature as you do. I love how you feel towards nature and how you well reflect this on the reader .

two tiny observations really I am not sure of as am not a native as you know so I do need to ask :-

stanza 1 l4
"in the small hours of a new day"
I would use few hours but as I said am not sure about the usage of small hours

last stanza L3
" my return is welcomed by my host"
shouldn't it be 'welcome'?


Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words
........Robert Frost☺

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Don't say such things! It will make me freeze up thinking I can't post anything not up to Frost standards LOL.
OK...small hours of the dayis same as wee hours of the day which means ,usually, the hours between midnight and six A.M..(small numbers = small hours) most would say "wee hours" which is why I used small instead
As to welcome vs. welcomed..........I think either works equally well in this instance. One who is told welcome back is a visitor who is welcomed.
Thanks for the visit and ideas....................stan

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I got it now. Thanks a lot for explaining.


Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words
........Robert Frost☺

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You are quite welcome. I have enough challenge writing in my native language and can't imagine how hard it must be to write poetry in a language other than that one is born to.................stan

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A lovely poem on finding a retreat where troubles flee..
I looked up the two words Sylvan Swale as a pair and they took me to an amphitheatre in the States
The Sylvan Theater Historic District, also known as Greenwood Park Outdoor Theater, is located in Des Moines, Iowa, United States. It has been listed on the National Register of Historic Places since 1995.
There was a natural bowl where the outdoor theater would be located along 45th Street. The seats for the audience faced west, the stage was located near the foot of a swale and a hill with trees would provide a natural backdrop. This sounds like a beautiful place to take part in theatre...
Now to the Daemons in the piece, far be it for me in this UK to say there is a need to drop a letter, but I have looked up the two words Demon and Daemon:-

A demon is a supernatural, often malevolent being prevalent in religion, occultism, literature, and folklore.

Daemon's in Greek mythology, some of whom handled tasks that the gods could not be bothered with. BSD and some of its derivatives have adopted a daemon as its mascot, although this mascot is a variation of the demons that appear in Christian artwork.
I think the former or the best one for that frame of mind, or what ???
You take care out there and look after each other,
Yours Ian.T
How did that Gee get in here ???????

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

Sylvan swale is almost self contradictory as most swales are though of as being in open land. But how else describe a nearly bowl like land form which is also wooded? As to using daemon instead of demon, I wanted to convey that they had become way to familiar. Now I'll get out of the way and let Gee respond as your comment was directed his way....................stan

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A moment of memory failure of course the comment was for you it is probably that killer disrupting things he's like that, Yours Ian.T

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

Memory loss? what is that? I seem to have forgotten lol.............stan

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