#forest poems on Hello Poetry

rk Mar 2020

old pine

do not look for me here
i am running
barefoot through the trees
with the scent of soft pine needles
and moonlight on skin
my heart in my hands
wide eyed and free.

#love #wilderness #feral #free #nature #forest #moonlight #connection #truth

Meghana Mar 2020

Forgotten Temple

A proud forest was cut down
To give way to a temple
None did mourn
As they built and assembled

Yet the face never came right
For no matter who shaped the main sight
No matter how much they tried
The idol never smiled

The huge temple was opened, shining bright
Bringing pilgrims from over the world, to this place
Yet the frowning idol did not generate light
And as the time passed, the temple was forgotten

The grass and creepers flourished
In this abandoned place, trees left seeds
The plants occupied the temple, now finally in bliss
The creepers and plants touched the idol's feet
And it finally smiled

#temple #forest #trees

Lela Mar 2020

Big glass house

Sometimes I wish I was living in a big glass house
With no furniture
Just me and my glass house

I wish it was placed in a big forest
With just trees around
Just me, my glass house and a big forest

I wish nobody would visit me
Because I want to be alone
Because I’m tired of being lonely
Just me, my glass house and a big forest
Alone

I wish to die in my glass house
Surrounded by trees
Alone
So nobody could mourn my death

#house #alone #lonely #glass #forest #death

Michael Stefan Mar 2020

Tinkering

With hard hammers and soft glibness
They approached the forest,
It's encroaching majesty looming,
threatening to overwhelm

Sharp tools were used to trim,
To tear and rend through supple vine,
Felling great trees
As flames engulfed the underbrush

Each man and woman smiled,
exchanging thoughtful pleasantry,
Hi-fives and good-hearted jokes;
Completion of a hard days task

They returned the next day,
Trucks full of building materials,
Tools in rough calloused hands
Only to find the forest renewed

The forest had returned
With a mighty vengeance,
Unapologetic at it's thicker growth,
Looming over the workers

Greater tools of destruction were wielded
Attacking the forest,
Until barely a stem or stump stood
And cries of shared victory echoes

Yet the following day
The forest stood again, in quiet majesty,
Man and woman will never learn;
No matter the tinkering
We are not the masters of nature
But mastered by it

#nature #forest #destiny #hardwork #failing #earth #delusion #woods

Ash B Crowley Mar 2020

Green

The gardens of Eden have found a place on earth in the forests of Washington
Moss drips from every bough
Blooms do not falter at the creep of February
The earth is rich and wet with the nectar of life
The Emerald City shines with envy at the lush hues in this wilderness

#nature #green #forest #trees

Amara Selraei Feb 2020

Forest Nymph

Graceful as a bird on the wing
Opening its beak to sing;
Slender hands dancing to and fro,
Weaving gossamer threads of snow;
Eyes piercing as shards of ice,
Quick to name fate’s price;
Lips as dainty as a flower bud,
Red as the color of fresh blood;
Ears with slightly pointed tips,
Soft as velvet, yet sharp as whips;
A tiny little button nose,
Slender as the petals of a rose;
Hair as golden as a ray of sun,
Shining when the day is done;
I saw her amongst the golden trees,
But deaf ears fell upon my pleas,
And on fleeting feet she fled,
Back to her mossy forest bed.

#fantasy #nature #forest #fairies #faeries #nymph

annh Feb 2020

Communion

A single feather falls
- down to earth -
through filtered light and liquid forest air,
landing softly in the palm of my hand,
a silver teardrop, a song, a memory;
the echo of a startled kererū.

E koekoe te tūī, e ketekete te kākā, e kūkū te kererū.

Not back - just visiting. Miss y’all!
Have just started Te Reo Māori classes. The last line translates as: ‘The tūi chatters, the parrot gabbles, the wood pigeon coos.’

#echo #feather #filtered #forest #hand #light #memory #keruru #palm #song

Dani Feb 2020

I found myself

I found myself in a field
The grass was spun from silk
Bowing beneath my every step
Kissing my ankles as I went by

I found myself in a field
Over looking the beautiful blue sea
Now painted with the colors of gold and pink
As the sun shined over me

I found myself in a golden light
The fading hour of the sun
Everything it touched was given the gift of beauty
Filled with its fading warmth that clung to me
As the sun slowly sunk into the night

I found myself in a grove
The trees of a forest surrounding me
I looked up at the sky to see the infinite stars
And heard someone asking me
"How can you make constellations in this mess?"

"It's connecting the dots you see."
My finger raised to the sky
Each star that graced my finger tips trailed with me
Painting the many pictures I saw up above

I fell asleep in a forest grove
Awoken by the soft golden sun
"I don't want to have to go."
From the fields and forests

My soul is rested
Here in the fields and forest
But rest is temporary
As are these dreams.

Just a dream I had

#field #sunset #sun #sunlight #gold #golden #light #stars #forest #cliff