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Near silently I drift the path
through these woods of autumn gold
in a soaking night rain's aftermath.
The air is crisp but tending cold.

The sun breaks through the fleeing clouds,
hurling lances here and there
which rip apart the gray sky's shroud
with a scattering reflected glare.

My pace is slow on down the way
but I'm not really in a hurry
to fill up this day's empty pail
and resume a life that's frought with worry.

This time of year is named just right
a truth revealed with every breeze
which even though it might be slight
sends foliage floating in a tease.

I stop to rest on an old stump
which over looks a shallow hollow
and listen to the walnuts thump
along this route I chose to follow.

I see the flicker of an ear
as acorns patter to the ground
giving a reason for the deer
to appear with hardly any sound.

The doe feeds slowly out of sight
with no idea that I've been there
same as the squirrels off to my right
who cavort and feed without a care.

With building wind comes cooler air
which sends a shiver down my back
the world demands I be elsewhere.
As I arise knees pop and crack.

I look around before I leave
at the wandering trail which still goes on;
though it is endless I perceive
I'll reach its end before too long.

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into the wilderness
where trees grow unrestrained
its the survival of the fittest
and stealth through nature's gain
many more plants unnamed
and species undiscovered
if Man practise a little self-restrain
mayhaps they'll learn those secrets....


we are fortunate here in the U.S. that there are millions of acres set aside in national forests which are pretty well protected from urban sprawl. Always good to see you come by........stan

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As usual your write is as part of nature, now the changing season with the fall aptly named as you say.
Have a beautiful walk in the Autumn air Young Man and never despair nature in your eyes will always be there..
Yours Ian

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Just returned from a one day refresher course (or deer hunt to be exact lol). Thanks for dropping by..........stan

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a great trek through the woods in a poetic trail...i could relate with it even more because quite recently before my return from Canada I had hiked through a 10 kn trail around lake Laurentian with my son. Thanks for recreating a similar experience.


raj (sublime_ocean)

It would be interesting for you to write about the forests in your part of the world as I suspect they're quite different from those here on the east coast. Thanks for dropping by.........stan

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" Man of wood" lmao. Might not be so much so if not for your avatar lol. Must write quickly before better half spots it and gives me"the look" . Appreciate your input on the stumbles and I'll keep them in mind when I edit this. Thanks for dropping by and making me sit more erect pmsl

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Is your father somebody I should know?

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