Song Of Solitude (A) Poem by Seamus O' Brian

Song Of Solitude (A)

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Down in the granite rocks,
down where the fire of the sun
and the breath of winter's ice
cleave the sinews of the
mountain, splay the fractured
hoards of earthen bones
heaped up round the
fist of God- that bowl of alpine
frost, floating the reflection
of heaven upon her silvered
skin.Down in the rocks,
down in the granite cracks
by the shores of Solitude,
the slanting summer rays
bring the fairy trumpet's bloom.

Under the eye
of Paintbrush Divide
the Marmots call
and the Pikas dance
and the mountains fall
one pebble at a time,
and I left you there
where the fairy trumpet grows.
I left you there
down by the rocks
on the shore of Solitude.

O'er the towering divide,
down her canyoned veins
down the talus seams
heaped up like bouldered
drifts, down through
swales of evergreen halls
the sound of my boots
hurrying along, hurrying along,
you waited for me there
Where the fairy trumpet blooms,
while the Pikas danced
and the worried marmots called.

When the summer sun slips
from the canyon walls,
when the foot falls fade
from the high alpen trails
when the cold eye of heaven
glints on the twilight-silvered
face of rippled Solitude,
the fairy trumpet wilts
down the granite-fissured rocks,
and I come to hear you whisper
while the little Pikas dance,
and the worried marmots call.

The mist of Solitude
rises to her banks
climbs into the cracks
of the granite fissured rocks,
and the fairy trumpet blooms
but you're no longer there


where the little pikas dance
and the worried marmots scold.

Monday, September 26, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love,nature
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Inspired by the magic of the Tetons
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lorraine Colon 27 September 2016

Looking through the eyes of solitude, you describe what you see. Not only images appear before our eyes, but we feel what you feel. That is the power of your words seeping through our minds, allowing us to share your experience. A moving poem, so well written.

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Seamus O Brian 28 September 2016

Thank you, Loraine. I love that image, the eyes of solitude. I am so pleased that you took the time to wander up Cascade Creek with me, right to the edge of Lake Solitude. And thanks again for taking the time to read and comment. Be blessed! :)

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Rebecca Navarre 26 September 2016

Wow! Really deep and touching! Wonderously descriptive!

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Seamus O Brian 28 September 2016

Thank you, Rebecca. How kind and gracious.

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Galway, Ireland
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