The ancient trees stretched away

Photo by Trevor Cole

Walk along the shady trees
Trees of mahogany-brown
Brown forest of sleeping souls
Souls with pulsing hearts in town

A citadel of scurrying squirrels
Squirrels eating nuts and mushrooms
Mushrooms wild and special
Special and expensive one presumes

Rusting foliage and crispy grasses
Grasses still wet from the dew
Dew formed at night
Night with you know who

Of loping wolves and bears
Bears lumbering as they sleep
Sleep under the lucent stars
Stars of flashing silver as they peep

The ancient trees stretched away
Away from the crowds
Crowds young and noisy
Noisy as the rain with grey clouds*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* Loop Poetry

For: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 48


  1. I love how you are able to weave your stories into poetry and especially loved the ‘citadel of scurrying squirrels’, which I can attest may actually live in my yard 😉 Thank you for for joining us this week 🙂

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