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Deep Woods Read

Poetry and Reflection

We are all told, “live your life to the fullest”; I am here to do just that. Deep Woods Read serves as a vessel to share my passions, and make you feel and think deeply. Read what inspires me in this beautiful world. Sit in nature, and read on.

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Ex Husbands

It seemed you knew me better than the others. That's why I married you. Then when things got murky for us, when you turned suspicious,...

Haegtessa 11/07/2023

I ride the liminal spaces, the places in-between. Where water meets land. Where the forest stops, and the sleepy village begins. In the...

Ancient Ones

I sense the world from my guts, and by that… I mean I sense the world from the roots of my ancient ancestry. From the depths of surviving...

Countryside

How important is the quietude of nature to me? If I cannot have a piece of land to live the rest of my days on, in seclusion from the...

Haiku

Deer bounds from thicket. we share heartbeat, breath, and hoof. I join deer spirit.

Suddenly Gone

I’m never prepared for departure. I can only make each moment count. When death comes, everything becomes heavy with disbelief and shock....

Transitory

Our lives on this earth are brief. We experience life with our senses. These precious moments in time are fleeting. We see things that...

The Silence

Speak to me about silence. Or, let us lie together and experience it. Enveloped by its presence. Utterly succumbing. Exposed. It's...

Untitled

Do not try to judge her too harshly. Even the normally cheerful flowers nod their heads when it rains.

My Answer

I know myself intimately. I've spent my lifetime inside the innermost regions of my soul my emotions. I've asked myself all the questions...

The Elements

Haikus are made by boiling all elements down to broth, then even more… to a thick potent stock. Haiku extracts the essence and necessity...

Transported

The scent of crushed garlic rubbed oregano and grated lemon peel. Quiet time spent washing the chicken and patting it dry. Squeezing...

Fear

What if fear was personified? What would your conversation be? Would you ask why he holds you so dearly? Are you angry enough to stab...

Haiku

New tender spruce shoots, brown paper wrapped for Spring deer. Irresistable.

Mental Illness

I feel that mental illness bothers people. The people who don't have it. My "breakdowns" interrupt the "happy" they expect to see in me....

April 1989

Poems are actually deep wishes and thoughts put on paper spoken to the naked ear to burn there... Are they not all coals waiting for...

August 1988

I smell this rose. it sits on a twig among the statues. This garden still filled with morning mist and some of last evening’s feelings...

The Albatross

The Loner. The Player. The Gambler. And don't forget The Joker! You lie and create a facade of "good guy". You don't give anyone the...

Medicated Mind

I walk through the halls and corridors of my mind. Since medication, the rooms I find are quiet or locked. Some have a sleeping woman...

November 1989

You and I are lace window cloth when we are together. We see and know just about everything about each other, except where the fine...

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