Friday, April 5, 2019

A Weary Mind. Comments

Rating: 5.0

I slept in the forest last night
I needed the air it relinquishes
I dreamt of a deeper forest
From which one chooses not escape
...
Read full text

Geoffrey Fafard
COMMENTS
John Ahern 09 April 2019

Hi Dr Doolittle, I love this poem, the following especially " And all of the creatures of that forest Came and sat around and smiled and chatted" Well done Geoffrey my friend.

0 0 Reply
Geoffrey Fafard 09 April 2019

Ah John....I hope you are well my friend in poetry. So glad you enjoyed this little tribute to our wilderness mate. Look after yourself.Cheers Geoffrey.

0 0
Diana van den Berg 06 April 2019

I relate to this completely. I turned my garden into an indigenous forest.

0 0 Reply
Geoffrey Fafard 07 April 2019

Hello Diana...I hope you get a great deal out of your native garden and forest and I bet you listen to all that grows there, i know I do. Cheers, Geoffrey.

0 0
Close
Error Success