Faoin Scáth - Under the Shade
...and one dayThis will be the new repository for pieces of work that don't quite fit elsewhere. "Faoin Scáth," Irish translation for "Under the Shade". This is a spartan start and will develop along the way.
as you sit
under the shade of the red oak tree
hold a book of verse
or short stories
to read your favorite words to the sky
find peace within
that quiet hope
that grows for all those summer days.
Remember grace
and keep it close
to hold the words from the shaded ways.
Imagine sitting under your favorite tree, a warm summer day but you are shaded from the sun, sitting on a bench, stool or leaning against the trunk. A book opened as the soft symphony of dragonflies and song birds drift across the valley and the breeze gently pushing the pages...
You may also let your imagination take it where you will. - Cheers
Linked to Poets and Storytellers United: Writer’s Pantry #9: Rabbit, Rabbit!
This got me thinking about the poem by Omar Omar Khayyám as interpreted by Fitzgerald...:
ReplyDeleteA BOOK of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread—and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness—
O, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
Love the simplicity and sincerity of your poem
Thank you, Björn. I'm glad this sparked a good thought like this. This is a small beginning of a new viewpoint.
DeleteThis is lovely. It's also a reminder to go and find that place outside where one can read. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Chrissa. I would think one should wait for a bit warmer weather, though. Cheers!
DeleteI love, love, love your description of the quiet spot beneath the tree, the book of verse, and summer breezes. I'm there!
ReplyDeleteWe have a few perfect spots at the farm, such as at the steps of the cabin. Thank you, Beverly.
DeleteYou can find the whole world under that tree. Nice one.
ReplyDeleteA decent book can take you to any world in your imagination. Thank you, Anthony.
DeleteAbsolutely beautiful; exquisitely crafted to match the lovely idea/image. You make me feel as if I have just been sitting there exactly as you describe.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rosemary. In a few more years, we will have the pick of many other trees to sit under the shade.
DeleteThat is so important...to read your favourite verses to the sky.. i hope we all find that moment.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rajani. I also have the same hope.
DeleteEven from childhood many years ago I have enjoyed doing just that; sitting with my back to a mature tree and preferably close to a pond, stream or river and feel utterly contented being part of the real world or nature. I wish I had written this poem!
ReplyDeleteThis is one of the kindest comments I've received, Robin, thank you very much. I sat on the step to the cabin yesterday and read a little while eating my lunch. Getting some work done before spring.
DeleteI love the place you're letting us glimpse. I can hear the wings, the music of nature, the song of a book opening... to be read.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful gift this is, Joel.
Thank you, Magaly. You also gave us a wonderful visual yesterday with both pictures and words.
DeleteThis is such a gorgeous, gorgeous write, Joel!💝
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sanaa. I'm glad you liked this. I hope to bring more to light soon.
DeleteBeautifully written. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jenna. I'm glad you stopped by.
DeleteUnder the shade with a good book on hand is one of my favorite places to be. This made me smile and think of spring and the next time I'll be able to indulge in that feeling.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rommy. Spring is "officially" here at the farm.
DeleteSomehow I think the sky would appreciate being read to.
ReplyDeleteWouldn't it be something to share? Thank you for stopping by, MMT.
DeleteYes, riverside beneath a weeping willow... sigh.
ReplyDeleteOne of my wife's favorites. We planted one near the pond about 8 years ago and it does cast about a small bit of shade. Thank you, Margaret.
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