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Author Name: Freeoldguy 3 Comments
Date Added: May 18, 2010 20:05:38 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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I walk a trail of golden light
cut deep in the forest wood,
until I come to the water’s edge
and darkness pulls down her hood.

The forest parts.  Black shadows hide
and ripples cause bouncing rays
of moon light on the dancing leaves
unseen by light of day.

An owl hoots.  She sees her meal
and leaves her lofty perch.
Something dies so she might eat
to satisfy her search.

A glowing cloud passes o’er my head.
My golden trail grows black.
The silence of a darkened world
sends chill about my back.

With bodies unseen, but night eyes felt,
suspicions stalk my soul.
I’ve intruded their forest keep.
How could I be so bold?

Author's Notes:

I love walks in the Oregon forests.  You never know what animals you might see.
I bow hunted a trail on a mountain side and when I backtracked on the path
I noticed an elk had stepped in one of my footprints.
1200 pounds of animal ... and I never heard it.
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Comment By: Freemandate on May 19, 2010 09:09:46 AM Report
Gene, this poem took me back to when I spent more time in the woods. I used to do a lot of fishing in Iowa, Michigan and Ontario. There is nothing like being in the woods to make you appreciate the majesty of God's mind. I so enjoyed this write.



Comment By: FreeTanya Harrison on May 18, 2010 09:21:09 PM Report
Gene your poem is gem of a nature poem.  That's quite an animal a 1200 lb of elk.  I would be petrifies and excited all at the same time.  Sounds like quite an adventure you had bow-hunting.
Comment By: FreeBarbara Carleton on May 18, 2010 09:01:49 PM Report
It's really a shame that we must usually necessarily sleep the nights away; the things we miss!


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