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    Mark92
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  • 05/10/2011
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Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
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Mark's Poem Archive - 2. The Outside

With my dog in stride, I stepped into the outside

An outside warm and welcoming, safe and painless

Feeling the air filling my lungs, stroking my skin

My frown disappeared this was my peace, my sanctuary

 

Across fields, scaling old stone walls centuries old

No time to ponder their past, the outside was calling I was here at last

Feeling the outside filling my head freeing my thoughts for the day to come

The outside was a part of me, here’s where I belong

 

I had reached my wood, a barking fox, a hooting owl, my greeting

The scent of bluebells and wild garlic mixing together

This was the outside, this belonged to me

Twigs snapping under my feet as I carried on

 

I looked back into the distance, a small house on a hillside

A closet full of memories I tried to forget

Feeling the distance, I felt memories fade into the horizon

I was almost home, this is where I belonged

 

Grinning as I reached my goal then disappeared into the earth

Into the underground room I had made years before

Lined with fleeces and snugly warm I curled up with my dog

This was the outside, this was home, and this was my sanctuary

Copyright © 2012 Mark92; All Rights Reserved.
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comicfan

The world outside is your escape. The scents and sounds of your woods a comfort. Your dog your faithful companion. This shows your softer side. The place where you are most content and where you feel most at home. Your poetry is improving. The flow here was much easier for you and one can sense the contented atmosphere you have created. This truly is a beautiful piece of work Mark. Don't forget though, you have friends who willingly offer you support.

 

Wayne

Mark92
On 05/11/2011 01:45 PM, comicfan said:
The world outside is your escape. The scents and sounds of your woods a comfort. Your dog your faithful companion. This shows your softer side. The place where you are most content and where you feel most at home. Your poetry is improving. The flow here was much easier for you and one can sense the contented atmosphere you have created. This truly is a beautiful piece of work Mark. Don't forget though, you have friends who willingly offer you support.

 

Wayne

Hi Comic, Thankyou again for just being there man, the next poem will be totally differnt. Hope you enjoy it as much. Thanks again Wayne :) PS see I do know your name just your comic lol
Dannsar

An escape to the outside. Quite the opposite of what's expected. And a destination in the earth. It is an extremely evocative piece. Simple, loaded, curious, quiet and calm outside the turbulent. The language is curious in that it conveys so much, yet doesn't crowd the head. Thats a difficult trick to pull off. And that image of a stone wall ... took me back to the farm. I loved this.

Mark92
On 06/12/2011 08:32 AM, Dannsar said:
An escape to the outside. Quite the opposite of what's expected. And a destination in the earth. It is an extremely evocative piece. Simple, loaded, curious, quiet and calm outside the turbulent. The language is curious in that it conveys so much, yet doesn't crowd the head. Thats a difficult trick to pull off. And that image of a stone wall ... took me back to the farm. I loved this.
Thankyou Dannsar, I tried to capture everything.Being alone so much my senses work overtime.I'm all about feelings and emotions, because I dont have the clutter of everyday life others have. Thank you again :)
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