The Forest Whispers

Mary73223

The twisted trees that guard the way

Have tried to keep you out

Their roots like claws in sodden clay,

Their branches bent with doubt.

 

They whisper warnings in the breeze,

In tongues of bark and bone,

But still you pass between the trees

And walk the path alone.

 

The fog grows thick, the daylight dies,

The earth begins to groan,

With every step, a thousand eyes

Are watching from the stone.

 

The wind turns sharp, it tastes like ash,

It sings through teeth unseen

A lullaby that splits and slashes

Like razors wrapped in green.

 

Your name is etched in moss and rot,

The soil speaks it slow,

A memory the forest caught

A hundred years ago.

 

The twisted trees begin to sway

A creaking funeral hymn.

They tried to keep you far away…

But now you're part of them.

 

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    This magnificent poem speaks mystically as if part of the forest itself. Beautifully written in such poetic lines each verse hold splendid allegories and and the meter caries one onward as if hypnotically. This is a definite fave

  • Poetic Licence

    A beautiful write, written as if part of the forest, some wonderful lines, enjoyed the read

  • Priya Tomar

    Beautiful poetry

  • MendedFences27

    It's as though you've lost someone," far away ". I hope not. Either way the poem is beautiful, like a living forest. - Phil A.



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