Jim Milks

Rookie - 12 Points (2/7/1966 / Boston)

Travel In The Woods - Poem by Jim Milks

In the midst of a primeval wood where the silence surrounds
you like a thick familiar blanket. There I the lone traveler stood
by a meandering old wall of stone and a lazy flowing stream

Along its rocky bank I chased a dream as the songs of birds and creaking of the trees, complete this peaceful scene. And there I stood between the modern world and this one so serene.

As I travel deeper into that ancient wood there is one simple truth that I now understood this world of peaceful solitude is where I belong.

© JPM 3/29/2009

Comments about Travel In The Woods by Jim Milks

  • (4/2/2009 9:03:00 AM)

    Lovely, takes the reader to the peace and serenity one can only find in nature.T (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 29, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, March 30, 2009

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