Dark Wood

The trees stand like soldiers in formation.

 

Their arms like spider webs

 

Weaving themselves together and apart.

 

Sunlight falling around them

 

Sifting through the darkness like pure gold

 

And then fading away into the dark foliage.

 

The branches sway like the sea grass

 

In the crisp breeze.

 

The leaves twirl downward

 

Like ballerinas dancing in the fading daylight,

 

So gracefully they make no sound

 

Their limbs reach upward

 

Like trillions of birds

 

Spreading their wings to fly.

Author's Note

This is my first attempt at a poem on WritersCafe

Reviews

[mjmccabe]

Nice imagery. I like that it is simple since you aren't using a massive subject; you quickly develop an image in the readers mind then leave the end mysterious. Nice job, especially for a first!