Forest.
Canopy of trees embraced by foliage,
The forest floor covered in mud
This raging torrent from the sky
Cascades down around me,
On this cold November eve,
A cavern within the wooden land
Invites me to take shelter
I dive deeper. I can hear them clearly
The voices ring out in harmony
Rain beat down, winds blow cold
People keep away from our land untold
Magic slice the happiness in the air
Stir their demons, turn eyes black as night
Make them fold and quake
Humans beseech beware
Lost for a thousand years
To all who enter here.
Written by Katie Clarke
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
Offline) - Published: November 14th, 2021 04:12
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Comments2
Something tells me most forests would be glad if humans stayed well away from them. We're either branding them with love hearts or chopping them down.
I enjoyed your usage of words in this engaging tale of a hidden woodland that's best left undiscovered.
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