A Whimsical Land

I live in a wild and whimsical forest

The limbs of trees brush my arm

Pricking my skin with an unusual charm

As I wander around the land before us

Fallen twigs snap beneath my feet

And the darkness develops above my head

The moon illuminates the leaf pallette I call my bed

As lights flicker in the distance, beckoning for us to meet

Meandering around a hidden wonderland

In search of something beautiful

My discovery shall not be of something pitiful

Instead, a piece of a rusted object, old and grand

Fireflies dance around in the air

While the crickets chirp an inviting song

I dream that I will one day sing along

Because just like them I will no longer have a care

Woodland animals run by me as if in a race

I allow myself quiet laughter as I observe them

I think about how they are the ones whom I share this utopia, this gem

As I twist and turn around this whimsical place.....

Author's Note

I really like this one. I don't know if it's my favorite, but I really like it because it's a lot different than what I ususally write. I usually write stuff that is a bit dark and sad, so this poem is a bit like a breath of fresh air I guess you could say. Plus, I put a lot more work into this one than I normally do. So, please comment and tell me what you think!

Reviews

[eeoopig]

You did a good job with this one. Now I want to go to her whimsical place :D

[Owlgirl]

It's rare to have a poem that is just so peaceful and happy yet excellently written and intruiging. . . You did it! The flow seems to change in different sections of the poem, but other than that it is truly amazing. I love the beauty it portrays and how it seems to whisk the air from your lungs and paint the image in your head. You wrote an image I often find myself looking for. Double thumbs up Lydia!!!

[None]

This piece seems to me to be set at dusk when the forest awakes. The darkness, almost like a evening party, provides a calm restfulness that relaxes the vision of the piece, while the images you describe and the partakers of the poem are just so vividly portrayed. This piece is so peacefully joyous. I refreshes the soul. I can see why you like it. It came from somewhere deep and contented within you.

Great work. You've created a wondrous dreamland, that really isn't that far out of reach around us.

[Lina Grey]

I think this is one of my favorites from you. It's brilliant, original and delightful. Thank you.

[words a la carte]

I love the repetition of whimsical at the beginning and end. The feel of the poem is great.
My one comment is on "meanding" I think you probably meant "meandering" just a little typo. Your work is always a pleasure to read, regardless.

[Kelsy]

'Mending around a hidden wonderland
In search of something beautiful...'
You Rock Lydia! Brava!

And the darkness develops above my head
The moon illuminates the leaf pallette I call my bed

I really love this part, I really enjoyed this one, it's mystical, I think this is one of my faves by you. Nicely written and presented.