Join the Neopoet online poetry workshop and community to improve as a writer, meet fellow poets, and showcase your work. Sign up, submit your poetry, and get started.
From the deep wood
I know you will tell me you are
somewhere
a window once held the frame of your face
I look at the wood that once held the deep secret of a forest
long gone to make the borders of this enclosure
the sun alone finds a way into
if only time could be undone through some kindness
mushrooms and the deep moss hide
before the sharpened ax fell to silence
Editing stage:
(c) Neopoet.com. No copyright is claimed by Neopoet to original member content.
Comments
themoonman
Sat, 2017-02-04 22:31
Hi,
It's been too long, hope all is
stupendous, or at least close.
"they put in a parking lot"
your poem sent me off in song
thanks,
Richard
Orphani
Sun, 2017-02-12 18:09
hi
hi