Song Of Solitude Poem by Seamus O' Brian

Song Of Solitude

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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 fairy trumpet grows
Yes, the fairy trumpet grows.

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 on the rocks
By 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
While the Pikas danced
and the marmots called,
you waited for me there
Where the fairy trumpet grows
Where the fairy trumpet grows.

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
Surface 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,
But you're no longer there
Where the fairy trumpet grows

Where the fairy trumpet grows.

Monday, December 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: loss,love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lorraine Colon 12 December 2016

This lovely poem exudes so much feeling, it brought tears to my eyes. The solitude is felt, but not welcome. Nature itself seems to mourn the absence of someone who was once an integral part of this landscape. Or is it perhaps Solitude that created this landscape? One of the most beautiful poems I have ever read.

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Seamus O Brian 22 December 2016

My dear Lorraine, your wondrously gracious comment brings so much light to this writer's heart, especially on this particular day when a kind ray of sunshine is so welcomed. Thank you again, and blessings to you. :) s

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Seamus O' Brian

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Galway, Ireland
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