Shakespeare [ Poetry ]

1| Woods

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Woods

A poem of forests and woodland people....

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Siting on a log, I couldn't believe it was already the end of the year, like time ran faster this year, it didn't stop to catch it's breath it just ran and ran, I got of the log and started running like time, seconds passing by like a clock like a log in the woods, like the sky when it crys, like a rabbit with a pocket watch. People say I'm crazy if I can hear the earth speaking to me, I say people who can't hear the universe are.

Like a stone unturned like a root being picked, I plant my roots in the woods on a rainy morning in the autumn air, in the canvas I was painting.

I closed my eyes and wished, like 1 2 3 I opened my eyes and looked upon the sky, like a raindrop and a snowdrop I fell down and ran faster in time, this was reality. This is a dream, no this is like the moss growing on top of my head like I said I planted my root in the woods, is it impossible no its like a tidal wave.

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[ authors note ]

This Is a poem I wrote a long time ago, it comes with a picture that I no longer have but it's words flow with imagination and creation...and you get to see it.