Beware The Woods

Deep within the Hollowoaken boughs shadowa brook – swirling mystical waters There dwells a spiritevokes a knowing – joy/sorrow –how life’s run erasessoul’s voice Fleeting the momentharsh the returnbeware the woods. (Art my own)

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Losing Touch

Sure-footed she navigates forest floor leaps over obstacles, scales inclines knows each nook and cranny every sound a greeting but seasons pass and time erodes landscapes and senses lose sharpness   the nuances of the woods fading ¬†memory the wind’s whispers elusive signals inner nymph silenced. (For Ragtag Community’s Daily Prompt: elusive. ¬†Image from personal […]

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