Forest Maiden Poem by James Casey

Forest Maiden

Rating: 4.5


Forest Maiden

Within the forest's thorny bows,
A single figure stands,
The statue of some goddess fair,
Kidnapped from foreign lands.

Wild blackberries grow at her feet,
The dew pools in her marbled eyes
To trail down spider-woven gowns
She silently awaits her demise

The sparrow sings a sacred hymn
The big stag's now her priest,
Both fail to light a flame in her
Nor will any other beast

The lady's now a mossy stone,
Abandoned and forgot.
Shall we curse, that mortal hand,
Who brought you here to rot?

How precious were you to those who lost
Your remembrance beauty fair
Would they bring you back despite the cost
Or are you forgotten? do they even care?

James Casey 1999

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Was watching a WW II war movie that showed a statue of a woman partially destroyed and thought these thoughts
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James Casey

James Casey

Binghamton, New York
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