Life In The Forest Poem by Mark Bell

Life In The Forest

Rating: 5.0


Leaves from the trees fall to the ground
On the cool breeze they make no sound
The forests today seem to dance with glee
As the sun shone down as it warmed me
Bluebells carpeted the wild forest floor
The fungus sprouted as the seeds did spore
Life and sunshine dance on the warming breeze
Everything living makes the forest such at ease
The deer, all the birds, the insects, the wild boar
All congregate on the wild bluebells forest floor
Stream through the forest is its life's blue blood
The kingfisher is king thinking it's well understood
Badgers and otters all animals can breed
In a wonderful place with plenty of fertile seed
Winter summer, Autumn Spring four Lovelly
Seasons listening to the robins sing
Life in the forest consists of death and pleasure
While butterflies dance in all kinds of weather
A hawk swoops down to talon its prey
To feed its young to live another day
The heartbeat of the forest is a noisy one
It's a great place to be since time begun

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Loke Kok Yee 06 April 2016

lovely poem, you bring nature to life. a pleasure to read thanks Mark

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Mark Bell 06 April 2016

Thank you for your review its appreciated x

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Mike Smith 04 April 2016

I felt as though I were walking through it myself. Artfully described Mark. Nicely done

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