Washington State

Washington State

A Poem by VelvetPotato

She thought herself an average girl,
In Merrells with map and Camelbak,
But the first walk in Washington State revealed,
Through these trees and trunks, she was magic.

In fact, she did not tread a step,
She levitated leisurely, eagerly ahead,
Barefoot, without a jacket or vest,
Instead ivory skin under violet silk dress.

With a special slant of light in her eyes,
Like when Larva becomes Butterfly,
She embraced this embellished, green new world,
Saturation surged at each twist and curl.

The mood was not so somber as the sky,
Swollen, matte silver threatening,
A Pacific Northwest torrential cry,
Kind Hemlocks and Firs were protective.

With Pixie perspective, the Greenway came alive,
The plants diverse but knew no cliques,
As the chlorophyllic moss cuddled rugged rocks,
And the Vine Maple pardoned the Hyacinth.

Tourmaline boulders married aquamarine falls,
Robins mused through malachite,
"The Spirit of the Forest is within us all,
For fairies who romanticize everyday life."

© 2021 VelvetPotato


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Has the sound of an out of body experience. Perhaps the breathtaking beauty of the forest created an exuberant, elevated mood that was the next thing to it. Very nice imagery in this one. Something to read as an antidote to the news.

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Added on May 20, 2021
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