Forest Scene Poem by Daisy Lyne Thakerby

Forest Scene



Rustling leaves
rushing river
rough and slimy rocks.

Twiggy twigs
twisting trunks
Hidden clouds the sky unlocks.

Running and fall,
slowly now,
flowing to a crawl.

Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: clouds,river,running
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