Called To Wildness Poem by Carol Fleming Klein

Called To Wildness



Something in me thrills
to far away people and places
it ripples into me
on tides of poetry
a wildness sweet
and distant
a wistful call
silvery echoes
from
rich tapestries
and foreign faces
the titillating
sounds of
water splashing through
a hidden glen

How can I be
free
and yet be with
called as I am to wildness

Spring 1987

Monday, February 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
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Carol Fleming Klein

Carol Fleming Klein

Stoneham, Massachusetts
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