The Forest

The forest leaves in fall.

Here i come into my forest.

I listen for my slow running creek.

I see the creek up ahead.

The fall leaves are going to fall into my creek.

The sunset is beatiful, and glitters on my creek.

The glitter shows me how the creek flows.

Listen to the nature of the forest.

The forest will give you something in return.

A contest entry

Picture Inspiration Only by Nature Song. 525 points, ended May 17, 2007, 17 entries
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Lady in Love
May 28, 2007
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Nice poem, I see you won a honorable mention in this contest. Way to go! Especially with as many enteries as Nature song had! Tish
yammosk88
May 25, 2007

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very well done
i live in the country and on our property we have 5 acres of woods plus the 15 that belong to other people too
and the way you wrote about the creek is perfectly reflective of my forest as well
i had a poem like this one a few years ago but i lost the notebook that held my poems from that time
will try to recreate it to see how they compare
again a great poem
Nature Song
May 17, 2007

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Short little poem. Nice flow and great content. I like the line 'listen to the naute of the forest'...Good luck in my contest. ~Sie

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Lady in Love
May 17, 2007

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Wonderful little poem. Your poems are getting stonger in content and format. Keep penning. Good luck in this contest. Tish
angels of the night
May 17, 2007
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this is my poem...