A Different World

Nature and what it brings...

A Different World

 

The sky seems low to the ground,

A heavy mist or a light rain in the air,

My shoes squelch in the puddles,

The river runs fast,

The little footbridge is covered in wet leaves,

A large of group of trees surround it

And it is so quiet here,

The wind chafing the leaves together is all I hear,

It is a forest of sap and darkness,

Pathways through the woods,

A different world,

With water meadows and overgrown spots,

Abandoned shelters and eerie unnerving shadows,

The feel of isolation is keen,

My instinct to turn around and leave,

But the beauty of it draws me in,

A walk even if the weather isn't perfect,

I gaze at the swift water and long for the summer

Days,

A small cat appears,

On the bank before me,

Cleaning its paws and then, it runs away.

To be an animal--they cope so differently

Than us humans.--J. E. Cook ©2017

Author's Note

Thanks for reading!

Reviews

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Another lovely descriptive write, Josie.

There is nothing quite like a stroll through the woods. In any weather. One can walk the same pathway hundreds of times and each time always see something new. The enchantment of the woods never ceases to amaze.

I enjoyed the write. Very visual. I sense you would prefer to dwell in these woods, just like the aforementioned cat.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

Your sense is right! Thanks for sharing your insight here.
:)