Category Archives: Poetry

Sylvan Lines

Copyright © December 6, 2017 by P. R. Lowe She lives in that place of spine and sinew of life that runs through the pine and the willow and lines of silver rippling through the earth just below the surface … Continue reading

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So Something Else Can Be

by P. R. Lowe copyright © October14, 2017 Leaves lying spying on me as I walk by Leaves falling calling my name again and again to come and fly weightless free in the arms of something I cannot see Wistful … Continue reading

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Dancing Tree

by P.R Lowe copyright © October 5, 2017                                                             Dancing by the road as if it were not there What you bear in your heart is a deep part of me for I see the changes you embrace with … Continue reading

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My Mountain

by Margie Anderson copyright © June 22, 2017 That’s my mountain My trees My wind My hollows And you went and put your tower on it! Staked your claim so high to out distance my grim face to stand in … Continue reading

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Beware of Darkness (worth repeating)

Watch out now, take care, beware of falling swingers, dropping all around you; The pain that often mingles in your fingertips, Beware of Darkness Watch out now, take care beware the thoughts that linger winding up inside your head – … Continue reading

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Draw Close and Sing

copyright © June 11, 2017 by P. R. Lowe Draw close to the spirit of the land the time is at hand to know from where you come and the drum of the ancients calls your name Sacred it is … Continue reading

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Lost and Found

by P. R. Lowe copyright © May 22, 2017 (I found this poem yesterday while “cleaning out”, it was tacked to an old cork board…no date no title, but it speaks volumes) I do not long for love that consumes … Continue reading

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