Only the sound of birds and crickets,
and not any hint of the busy city.
No planes flying overhead nor screams in the dark,
completely serene with the pleasant world around me.
I am lost in the sounds of the gentle wind,
the way it softly blows through my hair.
They way the sun gently kisses my skin,
filling me with warmth and light.
A bird merrily chirping it's magical song,
making the world seem amazingly sweet.
I feel so at peace in this quiet wilderness,
like the angels designed it special for me.
I love the colors and the way the trees dance,
as the breeze blows through their leafs.
This is a magical place,
one with no worries or cares.
One without which I could feel nothing at all,
but the bitter sting of reality.
A contest entry
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300 points, ended July 29, 2007, 19 entries
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Nice write.
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nice write
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This made me remember the days of my childhood growing up in the country, where I could run outside and be completely alone with none other than a cow or bird for company. I will never forget the peaceful serenity of being on that empty road, the sound of tranquility surrounding me. You did a great job with this and I wish you the best in the contest!
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I feel the same way about the woods
yes, a magical place where I feel tranquil
I love your poem
moon2u
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