Saturday, July 9, 2016

The Prehistoric Forest Comments

Rating: 5.0

we called it the Prehistoric Forest
every nook and cranny of home had a name

it was a dank and mossy glen beside the creek
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Barry Middleton
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Nosheen Irfan 11 July 2016

Your magical description makes me long for a place like the one you spent your childhood in. I have a fascination with trees and woods. This poem makes my day. I can't have enough of forests n trees. Thanku for sharing Barry.

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Barry Middleton 11 July 2016

I am so glad you liked it. I wish I could go back to that very spot but Florida is my home now.

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Dimitrios Galanis 10 July 2016

The photo so relevant to the magical content!

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Barry Middleton 10 July 2016

Thanks. I did manage to find the right photo that closely matches the place I was writing about.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 09 July 2016

Childhood memories last in mind for long time. Mystery is reveled in this poem amazingly with wise expression about the theme of this poem....10

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Barry Middleton 10 July 2016

Thank you very much for reading and rating.

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Marianne Reninger 09 July 2016

again Barry you dredged up my own childhood memories! I also had a place by the side of a creek, but mine was in the Appalachian woods in Penna. and it was magical to me also. Yours is definitely more bayou than mine, but those magical places never leave your memory, thank goodness! Lovely poem....

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Barry Middleton 09 July 2016

Thank you Marianne, I wrote this about three years ago. The woodlands are magical places wherever they are. I miss them more than anything. I appreciate the response.

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