Day 124. The Adventure Of Government Double-Speak And Red-Tape And Confusion In Triplicate. Poem by Susan Williams

Susan! ! ! ! ! ! ! Aww, to escape the contamination of a world often in need of Hazmet suits...living in a part of the world where real leaks are often covered up but not fixed...exposing all who live in these surroundings to horrific illness and long term suffering...a place where the waters of the rivers, lakes and oceans are suspect...and the air- -and ground, perhaps, radioactive...oh to be in that convertible- -letting a fresher wind blow through my hair- to gaze in absolute wonder and the seemingly untouched trees...to glimpse a deer or two, who still seem to be free of the destructive consequences of a world gone Nuclear Crazy. Loved this and am so happy that you have shared this with us. You have such an amazing ability to paint such a colorful, down to earth picture of the reality of the here and now- -happening in many places...Japan, Washington State, our gulf with it's oil spills, the multiple coal plants being built which emit - arsenic and other poisons, to the fracking, happening here and in many other states- leaking and getting into water supplies, and causing earthquakes in places where earth quakes were once unheard of. Another mind blowing 10+++++++++++++++Dear Poetess! ! ! ! ! !

The ancient of days, into the beginning of time where life began...a perfect get-away if ever there was one, I think I need one also! Again, another wonderful poem with superlative descriptions, a perfect 10

Too old or too wise Susan Williams. I read this and a song came to mind. A song written before they were lost in Hotel California. An appropriate declaration by the Eagles in the song 'Take it to the limit'. -When your'e looking for your freedom, nobody seems to care and you can't find the door. Can't find it anywhere.......Take it to the limit, one more time. It seems sometimes that the world has a design to herd the free spirit into place. A design to break you and harden you. People see nothing wrong in embracing the newest invasions of privacy and individuality. Drones to pepper the sky, GPS to measure every step. Social media instead of living. Tethered and tangled and at the mercy of the red-tape. Strangers saturating every nook and crannie. A world mad with information and judgment. Confusion in triplicate. Beyond the popping and wind rustling silence. Each line is a truth I know all too well. You recognize the weight and give it definition in a manner that I admire and again I think of a line from a song by Gordon Lightfoot 'The Railroad Trilogy' 'There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run. When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun. Long before the white man and long before the wheel. When the green dark forests were too silent to be real'............wishing you a beautiful 125.

Robert, WoW! ! ! ! Those kind of comments encourage me to keep trying to write better and better! ! Thank you! !

Sometimes we write something that flows with deep-felt joy out of our pen and it feels soooooooo good when another human being submerges himself in your world for the moment... thank you friend Soran for the encouragement you always give us all

This is a revelation and revolution at the same time, reminds me with the Robert Frost's poem, but her the naturalism is a favour way for refusing the complications of the modern life, madness of the decision makers, corruption...etc, the purest soul of the poem here finding the right place to rest for short while, brilliant our dear poet with a big 10+ and definitely it goes into my treasure chest

beyond all the pine-cone popping, wind-rustling silence of the forest primeval and its needle clad giants where I breathe in fountains of crisp, evergreen air and where I exhale the and smog of city streets and watch ghostly deer flicker in and out of the trees... and there take my rest in a land that's still free.

up into the mountains up into their blue haze winding my way up into the ancient of days into the beginning of time where life begun