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Mar 03, 2017

RECOVERY

I limp a bit below my home
on newly installed knee
boot heels sinking in the loam
just thawed from the night's freeze.

I dare not walk too far or fast
and lean often on my gnarled old staff.
"How long,"I wonder "will it last"?
As long as me I think and laugh.

My face turns toward the northing wind
which makes the scattered cedars sigh.
I greet it like a long lost friend
listening as it passes by.

Half way down the hill I stop
in sight of the brook down below,
as far from me as the hilltop.
I've gone as far as I should go..

I slowly sit against a birch,
close my eyes just listening
to the sermon of this sylvan church;
a sermon I've been sorely missing.

The breeze tells me of the bare hardwoods
whose limbs tic as they gently sway
and of a pine copse which darkly broods
a few ridges away.

And perfume of a beaver pond
downstream just a bit
which grows a single cattail frond
that one day will surround it.

On the cold air drifts a squirrel's bark
and the high screech of a red tailed hawk
even a lonely meadow lark
conversing in their birdy talk.

A stink bug lands on a dead leaf
and a beetle scuttles in the duff.
Life abounds beyond belief.
I doubt I'll ever get enough.

But I can't sit still very long
lest healing knee become too stiff
so I must return where I belong
BUT I'll not be gone for too long.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: For those who wonder how recovery is going

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
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Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Frost

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Comments

Glad to hear...

that your recovery is going well. I kind of know how you feel about being able to get out in the woods. I haven't been out in them for a while myself and I long for a chance to do so. As usual, your description of the day and the scene is impeccable. Only a few little bumps in the rhythm, nothing so bad that it stopped me from reading all the way through to the walk back to the house. Nice work and glad that your knee is healing well. ~ Gee.
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Hi Gee

Sometimes my scansion flops around like my leg when it has muscle spasms lol. Thanks for the visit............stan

take heel and heal thy knees

till then
move about slowly
let your mind flash about
and
if you care read my poetry
you did not much miss

but Stan we wish you
SPEEDY RECOVERY
ere you discover
who is or may be or could be
LOVEDLY

maybe across the hedge
now over looks your ledge

Hi loved

Being on a library comp, my time is limited. But I'll read your latest even if I haven't time to comment.....stan

It's therapeutic

isn't it. writing about our bad experiences as well as the good. I know it did me good.

Hi Kieth

Yeah, and when one is a see and write poet such as I it gives something to write about too lol. Appreciate the visit....................stan

took the dog up the hill

got a zumba knee from keeping up with the young un
unhealed clavicle..everything shifted like an old house
wear and tear on a back...few broke healed toes
bone in one foot...I creak like the old trees in
the wind..but their still standing....a man with three
dogs was coming down the ski do trail...so we had
to go..my dog didnt see em..and though on a
good lead...shes a mittful...a scrapper..
his dogs stayed with em but we ran down the hill
me laughing madly in dress shoes...my dog smiling
..loves running down the hills...
pulls me up em...but i lost a lighter...
getting older...losing up...didnt pack it proper
enough...an old tin chromed tear drop shaped
thing...now someones found treasure..
most important was getting up in the trees..
city just at the base of hill...
but it was enough getting out there
glad too hear your mobile still
taking it easy..
if i push it three days in a row
i gotta rest for a day...

enjoying your writing
its like being there

Thanks S

Mr W