I walked through the wood
Looking at all around me,
The glory of nature so wondrous.
The deeper into the wood I go,
Where the trees are getting older.
Then I see it,
I see this gnarled trunk,
Lichen and moss covering it.
I stand there listening,
Waiting to hear the stories,
The stories it could tell.
My imagination runs riot,
But the secrets the tree knows
Stay within its body,
Leaving me wondering in my thoughts,
And wandering further into the wood.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 4th, 2020 01:10
- Comment from author about the poem: If only trees could talk. The image is the tree that I wrote about.
- Category: Nature
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Comments5
Good write Gold. Yes, I wandered into the woods to get into the shade from the heat. Hope we can do so again this year, several times!
Some trees can be as markers through the woods.
Thanks Orchi, unfortunately there are not many trees on a croquet lawn so I have to stand around in the heat.
Andy
There is something about trees, especially in woodland, they have a majestic presence.
It is easy to enter contemplative mood among them. A t such a time, wrap your arms around the trunk of a tree and relax.
Something will enter your mind.
Thanks d a, yes there is certainly something about trees. I certainly find it relaxing walking amongst them.
Andy
Andy,
A beautiful read and a great video to complement your poem!
So many memories to be had whilst walking amongst the regal...🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲
Laura
Thank you Laura, so very true.
Andy
Trees are such a gift in so many ways - good to read your lovely tribute dear Andy.
Thank you Fay, much appreciated.
Andy
Another great observational poem that many of your readers will be able to relate to .. I'm sure, coz I'm one of em ….. Neville
Thank you Neville, trees are wonderful to walk with, I find it most relaxing.
Andy
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