Previously posted on sceadugenga.com on 18mar25. Reposted with audio.
going back to the real
hands smudged black
and dirt under nails
gravel yellow crush
i listen at forests for
wisdom crowing loud
leave to crowds where
crowds are wont to go
enough of deaf gods mute
i am not what they need
left to wending paths
through silent sentinels
gone to follow the call
13 responses to “of wilds”
Great job with your audio! 🎙️ 👏🏻
“leave to crowds where
crowds are wont to go”
Thank you, Michele. This was recorded with a mobile device and then underwent some minor edits in Audacity (normalization, moving title/author from end to front, noise reduction and reverb).
I’m glad you enjoyed it. Thank you so much. 💙
You’re welcome and thank you for sharing a bit of the process. I haven’t recorded anything in a while. Missing that. Your poetry lends itself to the spoken word. Thank you! 💛👏🏻
Thank you [blushes].
You should get back to it, I enjoy listening to your recordings.
I definitely will. Thank you very much. 🙏🏻🙏🏻
So intimate. I love this, Michael. Very cool.
Thank you Raven. It was a fun little production for when I had fifteen or so minutes of just hanging out. I’ll have to do more of these.
I hope you do. That would be fantastic!
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I enjoyed this as a reading and it was wonderful.
Thank you very much! 💙
I loved the reading. And the second stanza is fantastic. I enjoyed this very much.
I appreciate it Bob. Thank you. It’s great to know that second stanza resonates with someone other than myself. Glad you liked it.