A Woodland Walk Poem by Carol Mays

A Woodland Walk



The pensiveness of the sky
is broken by the cry of a crow,
by trees distilling intimacy
and moist, vibrant expectancy.
Violets, ferns, and birches
share life-giving vapors.
The chalk-bleak horizon
and pungent, poignant odors
whisper sonorous secrets.
The visitor is enveloped
in this pithy, soulful world,
all cells saturated
with a suggestive sustenance.

Sunday, July 14, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: forest,hiking,mystical,nature,rain,woods
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