Stirring Forest

Cherry

By skinner_jennifer

Mon, 04 Sep 2023
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As Autumn turns to Winter's chill,

forest hunger draws us where fallen

dead leaves scrunch beneath boots.

Whispered breath of timid deer in

brushwood, sensing crack – cracking

of twigs.

 

Woodpecker no longer tap – tapping;

flies away as storm clouds are seen

drifting; ghost wind begins moaning,

in sky battle launches into crazy rage;

rain – thunder – lightening flashing.

 

Angry violent howling storm lashing,

batters trees; swishing – swooshing,

gales whistling whisking up a frenzy;

as we cower mighty tree weakens...

collapses, lands with forceful thud;

 

bodies tremble...hearts pulsating by

earth's reverberating, we gasp with

shock; heavy panting as we run for

cover, finally perilous fear ending.

 

My attempt at the I. P.

Not sure if it's right,

but hey – ho! I had a go.

 

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Comments

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

You have used quite a few onomatopaeic words Jenny. I particularly liked 

collapses, lands with forceful thump; which being the end of the little section gives the real feeling of the shock and collapse! Rhiannon

 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rhiannon,

I reallly appreciate your input into this poem. I'm completely new to this kind of writing, it was only after reading your poem and Luigi's that I thought I'd have a go.

Many thanks.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

I loved "forest hunger" but lots of other descriptions too! "whisking up a frenzy" is wonderful, and how you have "boots" and "battle" and "batter". Really enjoyed, Thankyou

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Good morning Di,

it's so good to know the words I used worked for you, as you know I keep getting drawn back to the forest, and this one really had so much drama, I really enjoyed writing it..

Thank you so much for reading and sharing your thoughts.

Thank you for those lovely cherries too, they made my day. yes 

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by marandina on

"As Autumn turns to Winter's chill,

forest hunger draws us where fallen

dead leaves scrunch beneath boots."

 

Atmospheric and evocative. Enjoyed, Jenny. Paul

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Paul,

glad you caught the atmosphere which was my aim in this poem.

Always grateful for your feedback and many thanks for reading.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

I think there are forests in Magoebaskloof and Blyderivier Canyon but they are partly destroyed to make way for alien plantations, which are stone dead not a mouse stirring, total silence. The Knysna forest Jacques spoke of must be incredible the animals too the elephants especially are world famous. This forest has so far been preserved.

Keep well! Tom

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Tom,

it's always sad to me when I hear of yet another forest being destroyed and just left to rot, but nature does have a way of surviving eventually. I'm sure after all us humans have gone, nature will be revived and ready to rule, before civilisation once again returns.

That's amazing to think that the Knysna Forest Jacques spoke of is being preserved, and those beautiful elephants are thriving, how wonderful...long may it continue. Your part of the world does have so much beauty that you should feel so proud of.

I enjoyed hearing your thoughts and thank you for sharing.

Jenny. smiley