It's been such a treat to read everyone's poems! I spent half the day alone in the woods and ended up with two poems in which plays a part. The first is really just a single sentence. Here they are . . .
It's been such a treat to read everyone's poems! I spent half the day alone in the woods and ended up with two poems in which plays a part. The first is really just a single sentence. Here they are . . .
What a lovely thing to say! I guess thatтАЩs really the goal, isnтАЩt it? To let the reader feel the forest walk (or whatever experience) as if theyтАЩre there. Thank you!
These are both very moving and evocative, Lisa. The last sentence in the second poem is stunning--"How about a new set of eyes/" Wow. Your first poem, so beautifully simple, seems to come from the wisdom of a forest walker and someone wise enough to listen to the forest.
Thanks, Larry! IтАЩm reading Robin Wall KimmererтАЩs тАЬGathering MossтАЭ at the moment and learned that moss canтАЩt photosynthesize when itтАЩs dry, so that (plus all the beautiful moss that I was walking across barefoot in the woods) helped inspire the first poem.
It's been such a treat to read everyone's poems! I spent half the day alone in the woods and ended up with two poems in which plays a part. The first is really just a single sentence. Here they are . . .
The moss cannot
drink the Light
unless it's sipped
some water
first.
And the next, longer poem . . .
The trees have eyes
where their arms once grew,
then snapped from the strain of reaching
for light that wasn't there
or wasn't enough.
I know the feeling,
the think-it-might-kill-you pain,
the beautiful breaking,
the sacred snapping off
of what's outgrown.
If light is what you crave, dearest,
then what you need
may not be a longer arm
or firmer grip.
How about
a new set of eyes?
....Beautiful poems. I can feel your forest walk in them!
What a lovely thing to say! I guess thatтАЩs really the goal, isnтАЩt it? To let the reader feel the forest walk (or whatever experience) as if theyтАЩre there. Thank you!
Both of these are beautiful. The relationship of plants and light is so rich and meaningful
Thank you and I agree - every time I think IтАЩve thought about that relationship in all itтАЩs facets, some new piece of it comes into view.
These are both very moving and evocative, Lisa. The last sentence in the second poem is stunning--"How about a new set of eyes/" Wow. Your first poem, so beautifully simple, seems to come from the wisdom of a forest walker and someone wise enough to listen to the forest.
Thanks, Larry! IтАЩm reading Robin Wall KimmererтАЩs тАЬGathering MossтАЭ at the moment and learned that moss canтАЩt photosynthesize when itтАЩs dry, so that (plus all the beautiful moss that I was walking across barefoot in the woods) helped inspire the first poem.