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Date Posted: 18:43:55 10/09/01 Tue
Author: Helen Solomon
Subject: Nature Poem

"REMINISCENCE NEW ENGLAND"

AT TIMES I YEARN FOR THE QUIET WOODS
ABOUND WITH MEMORIES OF CHILDHOOD FEATS
AND LATER CHAPTERS OF MY LIFE.
NEW ENGLAND DRAWS ME HOME AGAIN TO TELL
A TALE THAT NEVER ENDS.

GREEN AND LUSH, QUIET AND STILL, THICKENED
WOODS ARREST ITS SPECTATOR IN ASTONISHED AWE
WITHIN THE KINGDOM OF MAJESTIC HEIGHTS.

PASSIVE BEASTS OF NATURE WATCH FROM AFAR
WITH STATELY PRIDE UPHOLDING.
THEIR EYES UPON ME IN SILENT REFUGE HIDDEN.

UNDER MOTHER NATURES PROTECTIVE UMBRELLA
OF EMERALD GREEN, CRICKETS SING IN RAPTUROUS
CHORUS. FRISKY SQUIRRELS HURRIEDLY WORK IN
RASORIAL TOIL AS IF TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE.
SCATTERED REMAINS OF A WIND TORN FOREST,
NOW AT REST IN A CALICO BLANKET OF LEAF AND THICKET.

RAINBOW POTS OF POTPOURRI PERFUME FILL THE WOODS
WITH A MARVEL OF COLOR AND LIGHT. THE SWEET AROMA
HYNOTISE THE SENSES IF ONLY FOR A MOMENT.
PARIDISE IS UNFOLDED, LIKE A TENDER ROSE WAKING FROM
THE DEW DRAPED NIGHT, REVEALING EACH TENDER PEDAL
TO THE MORNING LIGHT.

I FEEL A FREEDOM WITHIN ME, NOT WANTING TO DEPART,
ALWAYS TO BE ENRAPTURED BY THE REALM OF SOLITUDE
I HAVE BEEN ANXIOUS TO EXPLORE IN CHILDISH WONDERMENT.

IN TIME, MEMORIES EXTINGUISH ALL PAIN, AS NATURE IS THE ART OF GOD FOR ALL TO ADMIRE AND FOR ALL TO CHERISH
AND RETURN AT WILL.

FOREVER NEW ENGLAND, YOU HAVE BESTOWED UPON ME
YOUR MIGHTEST PLOT AND HAVE GIVEN ME NO ENDING
TO CONCLUDE, NO QUEST TO BE WON. MY LONGFUL YEARNING BECOMES MY FINAL EPITHTH.

FOR THE MOMENT, LET ME REMINISE IN THESE SUBLIME WOODS OF MUNDANE PLEASURES AROUND ME.

BY, HELEN SOLOMON

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