In The Woods

A place I loved to go as a child.

 

when I was a child

the woods would comfort me

when things grew dreary

branching out

welcoming my company

when life grew weary

 

I loved listening to their whispering leaves

beneath tall shaded canopies

when hiding out

from everything

 grieving me

 

sounds take on their own life

beneath the trees

insects, birds; small rustlings that intrigue

in the damp and ferny undergrowth

protecting me

 

I was reminded of roots and genealogies

of tributaries and centuries

the ecstasies, the tragedies

 all springing to life

in my imaginings

as I hid  beneath

my beloved trees

Reviews

[emipoemi]

the descriptions here are so vivid I can feel them. And the flow is awesomely solemn and profound! Well done!

[felioness]

Thank you for your thoughtful and encouraging comment.

[Im His Daughter]

Your submission is now read in the http://www.writerscafe.org/contests/Nature%2C-Auroras%2C-Lights%2C-Trees%2C-Water%2C-Outdoors-Contest/54059/ please stay tuned for the winning poems. Thank you for your entry. I loved the poem!

[felioness]

Thank you so much!

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

I can certainly relate it with myself. You brought back some old memories alive. Thanks for sharing it's really a nice poem.

[Justin August]

Very smooth and excellent imagery, and a very excellent job describing what it meant to you.

[felioness]

thank you!

[hdean]

Your words paint such a beautiful picture, I could almost hear the gentle rustle of leaves myself. Lovely job!

[felioness]

thank you!