A Walk In The WoodsA Poem by E.J. Waling
A walk in the woods.
Thunder in the distance. Lighting dancing, edging dark clouds. Soft rain thru the pines. Boughs dripping in the pond. Birds sounding bird talk. Many languages to be heard. Frogs in the pond announcing their attendance. Walking along the path, they take no notice of my intrusion. The planet is theirs. I’m just passing through. © 2018 E.J. Waling |
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1 Review Added on May 7, 2018 Last Updated on May 7, 2018 AuthorE.J. WalingNHAboutE.J. Waling is considered by many in the literary community to be the Salvador Dalí of poetry. His rough-hewn unfettered style mimics the artist’s unconventional view of perceived real.. more.. |

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