Woodlands!

The Path through woodlands was inviting

sunlight deflected by leafy branches

birds twittered sweetly around my head

enticing me to walk the narrow track

at intervals by my feet a squirrel darted by

running up the tree bark so high!

 

Feet crunching on the gravel strewn path

where once unspoilt undergrowth lay

altered conforming more to human needs

yet here nature nurtured to survive

unity of minds to stop civilisations decline

as forever all living creatures entwine!

 

For future generations we must conserve

thus the balance of nature preserve!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

The Forest!

On a winter’s night the group decided

to venture into the forest

it was not far from where they lived

but few wanted to enter

having that uninviting feel being dense

and the size immense.

 

They had all grown up in a nearby town

and fearing all the trees

decided the moment was right to dispel

any unease about the forest

many stories and fables inevitably told

but tonight they felt bold!

 

It had been allowed to grow naturally

as it was privately owned

yet who that was had been a mystery

making this a real adventure

intending to stay the night to explore

any odd noises did ignore!

 

Footpaths started to narrow grass thicken

trees and undergrowth

tangled together like a huge spiders web

their exit sealed behind

but in their enthusiasm could not see

there was nowhere to flee!

 

The temperature was getting warmer

any light had been blocked

now needing their torches struggling

to move a few feet forward

up ahead a building came into view

like a magnet them it drew!

 

A base they thought as there before them

a small cottage true

only a dilapidated shell but at least shelter

on entering were shaken

as several skeletons lay on the dirt floor

not wanting to stay anymore!

 

Back outside were uncertain of what to do

realising they were lost

the trees were more dense and closing in

even the path had gone

that sensation of being trapped mortifying

their laughter turned to crying!

 

Anger ensued as they tried to break through

the matted undergrowth

but it defeated their valiant attempts trying

as it became very cold

their strength weakened they had some food

and water but they were screwed

 

The forest had taken more victims as it was alive

nature here was the master

as vines like snakes with the people did intertwine

slowly absorbing their life force

the  group becoming part of the forest forever

parting from here never!

 

Few dared enter the forest it waited for the foolish!.

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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