The woods - a poem
66The woods - my muse, inspiring songs of love beauty and dreams
Nature in all her beauty fills us with peace. It is heaven on earth to be in the woods, among the flowering trees, brightly colored canopies. The birds, the bees, the squirrels and other creatures of the woods seem to speak the language of peace and harmony. The colors, the sights and the sounds of the woods are enough to make this earth seem like heaven with its peace and serenity. In the busyness of city life, just closing your eyes and bringing this picture of nature to your mind is enough to calm your frazzled nerves.
As I lie down on the carpets of flowers that is spread out by nature, she becomes my muse and inspiration seems to flood my mind, with songs of love, of beauty and peace. What more could I want?..This is Heaven on Earth indeed. As for me I just want to go back again and again to taken in the sights, smells and listen to the voice of nature... I am sure you would like to join me in my journey...
A colorful shower of the falling leaves,
A sight breathtaking to behold;
A harbinger of tenderness,
That is to sprout, in green, yellow and gold.
Sifting the rays with its verdant canopy
While shimmering in the sun,
Playing, swinging and swaying around,
Until, shadows can be found.
Filtering out the grime and dust,
Spreading sweetness all around,
Home to every flying bird,
And, echoing their sweetest sounds.
Play poles are the tallest trees
To every squirrel striped and grey,
Indulgently spreading out their trapeze
For them to leap around in play!
Fluttering sounds and flapping wings,
Of parrots, koels, mynahs and bees;
The sound of silence in the woods,
Speaking the language of peace!
Emerald, jade and shimmering leaves
Now give way to bud and bloom:
Yellow, orange, red and white
Purple, pink and hyacinth light!
A carpet of flowers
Mornings make for carpets soft,
And scintillating sights!
Birthing dreams, poems and love songs
From the heart that is so light!
Oh, my own little woods,
My nook of peace, quiet thought and solace;
Far as I am, I just close my eyes
And there you are in my mind!
My treasure trove of pleasant smells and sights
Nostalgic memories so tranquil,
I wait for the day that I can come back,
And once again experience this thrill!
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Thank you sameerK, I am glad you liked it! God Bless!
cool, it was a pleasure to read the poem, my hear has been filled with freshness and I liked the way you used the images.
Lovely poem, and awesome pics. Thank you!
Saleheen thank you for your kind words, I enjoy the fresh beauty of the place, I have written about, I make it a point to visit it every time I have a long weekend, just to lie down on natures carpet and look at the world above is awesome! I come back refreshed, I hope you did get a taste of it through my word pictures!
Hi Paradise, remembering the peace, the calm and beautiful sights and sounds of the place filled me with pleasure again, I just regret that couldn't find the photographs that I had taken a long time ago to compliment it. Thank you for enjoying it with me.
Great Poem! Reminds me of Claude Monet the Impressionist. Like the impressionists you thoroghfully paint the colours and your impressions with your word. Monet once said:“For me, a landscape does not exist in its own right, since its appearance changes at every moment; but the surrounding atmosphere brings it to life - the light and the air which vary continually. For me, it is only the surrounding atmosphere which gives subjects their true value.” Well, I think its a very interestning mystery when the subjective meets with its sourounding and its places.
Thanks!
Alberich, I am not a poet, I just am a person who lets poetry flow from my heart. Your unfettered and magnanimous praise has just taken my breath away!! This is just my second attempt and your words spur me on. Thank you, and God bless!
Hi nice to meet you. This is a beautiful piece of poetry which was written from the heart thank you for sharing.
D.A.L Glad you liked it, I love nature and enjoy her beauty, it is a pleasure to write about! Thank you so much for stopping by and letting me know you did!
Well, did you ever make it back? Nice writing here. Always glad to find another poet.
I always do, there is a festival week coming up by the end of the month and it will be time to hit the road!
Thank you Ralwus, glad you like it!
Sofs very nice poetry. It paints a picture of happiness in the beauty of nature.
Thank you Ben Evans, I hope you could also smell the smells and see the colors in your minds eye too. Glad you like it!
Dear Sofs,
You tell me that you are not a poet, although poets through thousands of years have cried, prayed and struggled for the chance of having: “poetry flow from my heart”. Many successful artist often say it just came to me it wasn’t me, it was a divine inspiration. Master of literature in royal academies and Nobel Prize winners may fully master the way words are supposed to be put together and have an outstanding vocabulary in several languages and still they will envy you the gift of letting poetry flow. Do never trade that gift for anything!
Bless You!
Alberich, thanks once again, you make me blush! I will take your advice seriously, God bless you!
wow that truly is beautiful. Poets love trees, and birds and all thing bright and beautiful of course. It's strange as i have just been cutting out leaves on my cutting machine, to use in crafts. Autumn is a beautiful time of year colour wise, It seems to bring out everyones creative streak. I love your work, the photo at the beginning and the photos of the birds, are a delight to behold, very well done, see you in the forums
Joy indeed, to have you read and comment, It is that time of the year when all things bright and beautiful and all creatures great and small too are here to get your poetic juices flowing. I just read in the forums that your creative juices are flowing too, I can now expect to read more of yours. Your comment is truly encouraging, thank you Joy for stopping by!
sofs ,I love the way you write , more poetry please......
A Horseback Thanks for the encouragement, I needed it right now! God bless!
I really enjoyed your poem,it is very stimulating to the senses. I could see, hear and smell every aspect. You are a truly gifted poet. Keep up the good writing.
High praise indeed come from an accomplished poet, the sight, the smell, the music all get to your very soul..and then they need an outlet...Thank you Leni it is wonderful to know you, I hope to know you better from your works..I do love your poetry.
So very beautiful and thank you for sharing.
Take care
Eddy.
Oh! these are beautiful moments, being one with nature, lying in her lap of fragrant blossoms in brilliant hues... can any other pleasure equal this sublime feeling...
I am so glad that you picked this old poem of mine.. reading this again makes me feel the same feelings once again.. Thank you Edddy. Have a glorious day!!
sameerk 20 months ago
very nice poem