Treasure Island

Sophia White

('90 / America)

Something About a Forest


There’s just something about a forest
That makes the turbulent soul fall still
And listen to the mournful dirge
Of the solemn whipporwhill.

There’s just something about a forest
That makes closed eyes want to look
At the rippling, tippling kaleidescope
Of the steady-flowing brook.

There’s just something about a forest
Than makes the angry gazes see
The regal and majestic might
Ot the ancient maple tree.

There’s just something about a forest
That makes the most stubborn will learn
To praise the bashful beauty
Of the pale green, newborn fern.

There’s just something about a forest
That awakens weary souls
With the fresh rejuvenation
That only a forest holds.

Submitted: Friday, March 03, 2006
Edited: Friday, March 03, 2006

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  • Mary Nagy (3/3/2006 12:01:00 PM)

    A beautiful poem Sophia......you're absolutely right, I love the forest, woods, (any place where you're away from people really) . To just sit and listen and watch while you are as still as can be........ahhhhhh, now that's wonderful! Thanks for the great visual here! sincerely, Mary (Report) Reply

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