The Quiet Forest

The Quiet Forest

A Poem by Christopher 'Windstorm' Kells

The Quiet Forest

By Windstorm Kells ©2001

 

 

 

 

In the eerie silence of the dense forest

Where birds, bear, and other living pests

Live their lives without feeling mankind

 

On the ground they slither or crawl around

For some reason ne’er making a sound

Knowing just were to place their bodies

 

Busy ants of red carry food home alone

Moving, trying to make it home

Seeing not the bird until too late

 

Wind breathing a whisper thru the trees

An old raven looking around sees

Creatures at work or play

 

Cast about in the gloom

Flowers ne’er seem to bloom

Dead spruce trees look like legions of skeletons laid about

 

The cheerful sun, denied access to the ground

Where a tree falls, no one will hear its sound

Day by day in the quiet forest…

 

© 2008 Christopher 'Windstorm' Kells


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I loved the rich imagery used to describe this quiet place below the branches of green high above. It spoke of the silent moments in nature's pattern of things; Moments that are often missed by the masses of mankind, or exploited in some cases.

I enjoyed your use of the green font. It reminded me of the cool breezes of spring.

The one thing that made me pause for a moment, was the use of the word "Pests" In a poem that described the beauty of nature around; I felt that it was out of place in a way.

I particularly loved the scene of the Spruce tree skeletons. I can image them clearly, with your words; bring back the many memories I have of the forests of Eastern Washington.

Overall; Great Work!

Nature's Essence

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I loved the rich imagery used to describe this quiet place below the branches of green high above. It spoke of the silent moments in nature's pattern of things; Moments that are often missed by the masses of mankind, or exploited in some cases.

I enjoyed your use of the green font. It reminded me of the cool breezes of spring.

The one thing that made me pause for a moment, was the use of the word "Pests" In a poem that described the beauty of nature around; I felt that it was out of place in a way.

I particularly loved the scene of the Spruce tree skeletons. I can image them clearly, with your words; bring back the many memories I have of the forests of Eastern Washington.

Overall; Great Work!

Nature's Essence

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is such a beautiful picture you've painted with your words. I love the realistic feel to it and the enchanting air that resides in your stanzas. Beautiful work.

BTW - thanks for the review. :)

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sounds like a very serene meditation in the woods. Quite acute in its rendering. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha


Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

If you read it slow, and quiet, it feels like a quiet walk through the woods.
Very Nice!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A lovely poem, thank you for sharing. Debileah

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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