POEM: Alone in the Woods

 

Alone in the woods

A cut in the bark

It weeps, it bleeds

Its golden sap.

Green needle scent

And a warm spring breeze

Deeper and darker she goes.

 

Crunch underfoot.

Light filters down

Through forest leaves

And dapples shadow

On fecund earth.

A cool spring breeze, and

Deeper and darker she goes.

 

A perching bird follows,

It twits, it flits,

On mites it feeds

Unearthed as she walks.

Pale wildflowers

And a cold spring breeze

Deeper and darker she goes.

 

A hush and a sigh

A mournful howl

A vague unease

In the shadowy green.

An outstretched branch

And a chill spring breeze

Deeper and darker she goes.

 

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