Undisturbed.
Diamonds of pure clear.............. dew-misted pearls
hang in the dank air.
Thick soundless magic............. becalms and unfurls
such hidden peace there.
Woodland's balm bathes..............with quieting hush
my anxious mood clean
Fanciful shadows ................ inspire thought enough
for poets like me.
A child perceives awe............ in growth undisturbed
and so does the scribe
Soothing seeps inward....... from each leaf and bird
to teach and re-wire.
Green dapple-light haunts...... transform and renew
dark minds with healing.
Amid placid places........................ busyness loses
to tree-given peace.
It has been good.....................for me to de-stress
in this ancient wood.
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Fay Slimm. (
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I don't know why but reading this i perceived you as a Lark. The bird. And reflecting upon your wonderful descriptions of dawn and early mornings wildlife, a Lark arising.
Again you bring how at one you are with the wilderness and nature around you. It is always quite refreshing to read your nature poetry for it makes me take time out to place myself within the environs you describe... yes refreshing is absolutely the right word. Big thank you for another few moments of tranquil thought.
Your thoughtful comment makes all the difference and is greatly appreciated D.A. - - as you guessed I revel in the gifts of nature and they truly inspire my poetic attempts to verse tributes as the environs are so full of life. Thank you again for all your support and encouragement dear friend.
Yes, a walk in the woods can't be bad for anyone!
Too true Orchi. - - woods have a magic all of their own.
some things are best left well written and read... this page is a shining example of said tenant ...
How kind of you to say so dear friend. Thank you a million.
Aaaah, forest bathing! Sounds lovely 😊
Yay - forest bathing - - Now that is a treat I need to try - thank you so much for the visit and comment on my few words about "Undisturbed."
What a wonderful poem once more Fay, I was there in that ancient wood enjoying the pleasures that abound there.
Andy
A very unique form of expression. A walk in the woods is becomes "magical" itself through your brilliant wording. I loved this one Fay.- Phil A.
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