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SILENCE ATTAINED

The forest drips this early morning
as I drift through without a sound.
No noise to give out any warning
while I observe the wildlife all around.

Ground fog fills the lower places.
It hovers like a wispy shroud.
Like me it drifts leaving no traces.
With daylight all the birds turn loud.

I stop beside a hickory
old legs giving me no pain.
Bad knees are but a memory.
Woods slowly dry from last night's rain.

No rustled leaves, no snap of twig
and now I spy an antlered deer
feeding on a dogwood sprig.
He acts as though I am not here.

So I approach him from down wind,
slowly, slowly, silently.
No hint of presence do I send.
The big buck does not even see me.

A few more steps I'm by his side.
His head rises to look around
to every place a man might hide
within his immediate home ground.

Then he turns back to his feeding
just as I spot another man
by looks he's from last century's breeding
with homespun clothes and farmer's tan.

I see his eyes are turned elsewhere.
I follow his gaze to a Cherokee
with wooden bow and long black hair.
This Indian is staring at me.

At last the events now make sense.
All three of us are sylvan ghosts.
Here where men are few and woods are dense
I've become a member of their hosts....

Style / type: 
Structured: Western
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Not Explicit Content

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you never cease to amaze me with your pastoral poems . It is a pleasure to read your work

nwo write something awful so I can critique it fully lol

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is my something awful lmao. Thanks for your kind words

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Really find it hard to write about it, tho. Very nice piece...

There are things I love but find it hard to write about too. Thanks for the visit

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Am i reading about the ghost of Scribbler? this is utterly beautiful so full of imagery, never expect less from you. i like the absence of sound its so effective. title perfect in my humble opinion.

Thank you...Teddy

The ghost of scribbler yet to come lol

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So I'm new here, and I just found you, you're work is amazing! I can't wait for more. <3

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