Forest Poem by JJ Evendon

Trees stand all around me
blocking vision all but the light above.
I feel a sense of forbidding isolation.
Leaves that once shaded
now lay fallen -
their purpose left where they fell to slowly rot -
like discarded executed bodies.
I search for a path but, there is none.
A crow croaks above as if amused at my plight.
I look and sneer for, if I had a gun, it would lie dead.
Food for hungry maggots.
Today, will be the day I leave this world of sorrow
and fight through the obstacles I see before me.
I shall walk without fear in my quest
to reach new heights without hidden precipice.
My guide -
setting a quickened pace -
just a tainted coloured sun.
Therefore, I shall ignore the cold winter breeze.
Instead, seek a brighter more colourful existence
where a more meaningful world waits to be discovered.