Natures Call
Suddenly, without warning, all, including the wind , fell eerily silent. The trees slowed their enchanted dance and for a brief moment all was unearthly still…
Suddenly, without warning, all, including the wind , fell eerily silent. The trees slowed their enchanted dance and for a brief moment all was unearthly still…
The dark fingers reached across her bed, curling around her throat. Her eyes prised open as she became aware of the noise. She reached for her phone. It was…
The memory of you is clinging to me like the snow on so many trees rooted to the ground, alive but going nowhere. Sometimes I forget I’m not those trees…
At times it seems hope is the enemy, a fertile little seed hiding out in the corner. No matter how many trees sprout from the seed in time, each one is…
The place is not on a map. A guide won’t take you there. It is unknown and uncared about by many. But for those who seek refuge there, it is called Ruby…
dancing in the rain, as the wind made the trees bow, dancing
The trigger clown, In the bitter glow Of a painted frown, Feels the undertow Pull him down Where bodies freeze Underground. Confined, although, There’s…
Green lush Leaves lean Splayed-- just All mussed Up by a gust They flicker, Blossoming bright insight-- Where heart rate’s align right, Combine, and climb…
The pines and oaks were angry as they bent and broke flying through the air like projectile missiles. The wind howled loudly as the clouds grew darker. The…
There it stood, not a stone’s throw away from my hiding place, painfully recognizable, even to untrained eyes. In the midst of this old forest, the twin trees…
My breath hung in the air before my eyes. As I walked the fallen brown leaves crunched under my feet and the bare tree from which they feel stretched high over…
I glanced over my shoulder at my father struggling to get the luggage off the car. Now’s my chance. I shifted my eyes back to beckoning forest. My feet flew…
“What are we going to do about them?” the Forest King asked. “We need to destroy them, before they cut any trees down!” Rokan said. Rokan was the leader of the…
Orange, yellow, and red Paint the lush scene in the trees. Softly, fall breezes.
They took a walk off the beaten path one Sunday afternoon, and he carved her name into a tree by the river. “We’ll come back someday and find it” he promised…
If it were possible for trees to speak, then this would be their song. Not just oak trees, or willow, but every tree. From the far eastern shores of the world…
David was excited - they’d never been to the Tree Museum before. They’d spent the morning playing at the park - swinging on the ropes and frames, the dust on…
i have a no voice the trees breath for me, in and out their deep sighs of life and love i have no voice the sun, it speaks for me telling story after story of…
Their eyes are dull, the spark long gone, but still their stench remains. Among the graves and cold headstones, Beneath the waning moon, Under the starry sky…
Stroll outside And you will see Exactly what is missing To me. For the trees Are dead. The trees Are brown And creak lifelessly Barely a sound. The winter is…