Beach Girl


Whispers In The Forest


Vast grey skies of weeping clouds
Blanketed the earth
Voluptuous
And ponderous
As weighty as my heart

Misting lightly, icy drops
Danced upon my cheek
Shivering slightly
Walking softly
The forest I embraced

Sudden gusts woke sleeping pines
Who whispered out my name
Oh lonely one,
With eyes of green
Come stay a while with us

And tossed their fragrant furls of cones
That scattered round my feet
Their gifts bestowed
With kind intent
Upon the sweet damp earth

Then rustling, whirling, chattering leaves
Spoke of tales and legends
Of mysteries
And memories
Of dark and silent secrets

How broken limbs and hollowed logs
Had died with no regrets
And now adorned
The forest floor
Like sculptured works of art

An old oak tree now beckoned
To sit beneath her bows
I huddled down
Crouched at her feet
As winds began to howl

My heart did break from loneliness
As snow fell from above
Then biting cold
Swept o'er my soul
Like ice-tipped wings of doves

Submitted: Tuesday, November 05, 2013
Edited: Thursday, February 06, 2014

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  • Nika Mcguin (2/14/2014 3:22:00 AM)

    use of imagery is definitely one of your strengths, this poem is so filled with it - and beautifully so I might add. There are so many points that I would like to point out and say that I love but then I'd just be copy/pasting the entire poem lol. Anyhow I'm adding this one to favorites. ^^ (Report) Reply

  • Khairul Ahsan (1/10/2014 12:34:00 AM)

    This is certainly one of your best! The title is so poetic!
    You have likened 'Vast grey skies of weeping clouds' to
    'As weighty as my heart' - That's so wonderful!
    'Then rustling, whirling, chattering leaves
    Spoke of tales and legends
    Of mysteries
    And memories
    Of dark and silent secrets' - Only a true poet can see and hear these! 10/10. (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards (12/29/2013 10:23:00 PM)

    BG, hey that is the opposite of Goldheart Bird's initials! i loved the first two lines in the following stanza, but check for a typo in its last line. :)

    Sudden gusts woke sleeping pines
    Who whispered out my name
    Oh lonely one,
    With eyes of green
    Come stay a with us a while

    i confess i'm a bit befuddled by furled here. hmmm? i'm still not done reading the poem, but i have sent it to MyPoemList. i'm also not clear on the biting fingers but maybe some punctuation might help me. BUT (once again) i still like the poem very much. i'll even read it once again. thanks for sharing. some fine pictures you have painted with pen (or was it pencil....or just typed?) . i didn't even mind the absence of my beloved-rhyming. :) bri (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (11/6/2013 10:36:00 AM)

    So beautiful! Loved it Beach Girl. Forest with all its mysteries and beauties has all the pul that you feel and wrote about so eloquently. Thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Cassandra Jasmine (11/5/2013 1:13:00 PM)

    Awesome! ! You wrote another poem that is as golden as your personality. I loved the descriptiveness and everything. It reminds me slightly of one of Goldheart's poems. She, however, left Poem Hunter. (Report) Reply

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