Roots of the Unspoken

Since my last post, things have been very busy and hectic to say the least. Exiting from a time where a Lot of inner thoughts roam through my mind like a storm on occasions. Which got me to thinking about todays Poem and what I wanted to compose about and around.

Thus I settled on The Title of this Post as a Title for this Post and for the Poem in question. If many were like me, then there are a lot of us who pretty much wander through Life with a whole lot of toughts within our minds that never sees light of day.

Also I wanted to settle this Poem within lines of a Poem on Nature, Thus having a Poem on Nature that also hides within the toughts Like “Roots of the Unspoken”. Also on a personal level this Poem resonates with me, As one who has theraphy sessions to deal with a few little details. Yet this is how and why this very poem comes about.

IN many ways it is Our own lifes walk that carries us to a point that it leaves us with an opportunity to create and I will always try to use any situation to create.

About The Poem:

As one who spends a good share of my days alone, it provides much time to alloe my mind to wander and this in itself helped me on todays Post. If you are one who very rarely reveal inner toughts to the world or anyone, then This Poem should resonate with you also.

Or at least I hope this leaves you pondering and asking IF You ever passed one deep in tought and one whom you know never reveals those inner toughts. That struggle within that crashes like waves in storm winds. I will never cease to voise my love for nature and how precious it is, much like life itself.

As lways I tried keeping to My routine of Aa, Bb Rhyming with aliteration in great view as it were. I believe it provide an almost musical flow to the poetry and depending on the Poem That is written also depends on how much editing and work is required in getting it together. Todays Poem as I stated has resonated with myself (“obviously” some would say).

Yet I know it will impact someone somewhere.

Therefore having said all that I can on this; Please Enjoy This Poem:

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Roots of the Unspoken

-- In the hush between roots, the forgotten softly breathes. -- 




Silently straying, thoughts thrown and tossed,
Battered and bruised, pride counts the cost,
Fighting the foe that forged chains within,
Rabid as rivers in flood’s fierce spin.


Forest flames flicker, fierce in the mind,
Blinding the eyes the crowd left behind,
Doubt doubled down in a darkened cage,
While wild winds whistle through inward rage.


Shadowed streams slide through moss-mantled ground,
Hiding the hurt where no heart is found,
Roots reach and writhe in their restless hold,
Grasping at ghosts in the green and gold.


Mountains loom, masking the mind’s deep ache,
Echoes entombed in each ridge and break,
Snow-soaked in silence, the soul stands still,
Burying burdens beneath the hill.


Night’s net is knotted with thorn-threaded dreams,
Moonlight makes mazes in mind’s dim streams,
Stars spill their secrets through silver skies,
While dark drifts deeper behind closed eyes.


Thus wanders the wild, where the heart hides deep.



Copyright © Pat Fitzgerald 2025

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ENDING THOUGHTS:

Thank you for following me on my little journey, that is composing or writing poetry. If Life is a journey which we all walk on and my journey in creating Poetry is a journey of it’s own. Which I still learn much on as I write.

At times I experiment on methods or way how I can improve my poetry, therefore getting feed back is always most welcome for such as these.

When I write poetry, some readers may be offended with something within the poetry. I do not write to offend, But such are written for reasons I outline in the posts. Often I miss typos and mistakes when publishing each poem. I correct the moment I discover such mistakes.

Poetry is a form of art work that I enjoy and thus using it in a manner to touch or inspire the reader.

Thank you for joining me on this journey.

Poetry is a learning curve where I always work to improve. A lot of work goes into editing and reediting and then repeating that process on a number of occasions until I am happy with the result. This is how I operate in creating posts to share here.

Please forgive for any such mistakes and for your understanding this.

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Thank you for following me on my little journey, that is composing or writing poetry. If Life is a journey which we all walk on and my journey in creating Poetry is a journey of it’s own. Which I still learn much on as I write. At times I experiment on methods or way how I can improve my poetry, therefore getting feed back is always most welcome for such as these.

When I write poetry, some readers may be offended with something within the poetry. I do not write to offend, But such are written for reasons I outline in the posts. Often I miss typos and mistakes when publishing each poem. I correct the moment I discover such mistakes.

Poetry is a form of art work that I enjoy and thus using it in a manner to touch or inspire the reader.

Until next time Slán