Friday, March 27, 2009

Cedar Groves

Asleep in cedar groves

Aromatic beds of quilted needles

Under the din of a conifer shroud

Doe and fawn await to greet the sun

In the infant rays of day

They slowly make their way

To the meadows alive

By the death roads of humanity


Asleep in cedar groves…


Another mornings fill

Renders a days retreat

In this glinting vestige lies

What remains of the Garden

And the eyes of the ancients

Gaze upon their imploding world

All of this I see while rolling by

In the cocoon of a mechanized world


Asleep in cedar groves…



  1. Your voice on Cedar Groves reminds me of Ian Anderson from Jethro Tull. And yes, that is meant as a compliment. Nicely done.

  2. Nothing but a compliment! Thanks. Have you listened to Ian Anderson's "The Best of Acoustic Jethro Tull"? Fantastic collection of songs.

  3. Oh, you have released your songs on MySpace, haven't you? I shall check it out soon.

    This is a lovely piece too!!! And, I can relate to this one due to the similar thought process (?!).

    Keep writing!!!