Whispers from the woods
Whispering, ‘come and play.’
Waking from a slumber,
setting out on an adventure.
While small feet move, the
woods hold still, waiting.
When she enters the woods,
there are no feelings of malice.
Walking along to a song
she has never heard before.
Whispering sounds calm her
footsteps as they quicken.
Wise and tall, the old one stands
looking at her like her mum.
Wondering, she moves closer,
as the tree comes to life.
Windless leaves seem lifeless,
yet there is magic all around.
Walking through the entrance,
another world awaits
and the leaves of the old
world rustle and wave.
Tag: magic
Alchemy
Walking amongst your favourite trees,
contemplating the ways of the forest, wild roses.
A softness has come to your soul recently,
so you take a moment to reflect, scheme a little.
Whispers from your Mother remind you of her,
even though she is not with you physically, whole.
A series of thoughts move your reflective mind,
so fast; you take a moment to catch up, process.
With no gesture, you turn a tree into a table,
then you turn another tree into a dishwasher, combo.
A wildness has come to the forest from the
commotion you created as you began experimenting, changing.
Wild consequences won’t be served up to
you, as you gave like for like to change the trees, a plant or two.
Another reflection leaves you startled as
a Cockatoo makes a racket, and a Koala turns from you; it’s quiet.
The Special One
A small finger points
to the sky as
they lift off the ground.
The meadow, distant now;
Hearts pound hard, fast.
Fear mixed with awe.
The small one shows
them the flowers, meadow,
the horizon, beautiful light.
A small finger gently releases
them from the spell of levitation,
as they smile, kiss, hug,
and drink a toast to the special one.
Woodland Call
Crown of Rose and Thorns adorn
her head for royalty is in her blood
She prepares for her wedding day
to the king of the woodland realms
Weaving a mysterious magic
within her cloth and bosom
waiting for the woodland call
to take her from this place
C & K 