A poet of 14 years. Trying to expand into new territory to see if people can be helped by my words. My goal is to impact positively.
''The landscape was beautiful...''
Each step within the forest crackled.
The burbling of a creek nearby,
reminded me this environment was alive
as was I.
I felt the sensation of wind
blow against my face
and howl around me.
It felt rejuvinating.
each dead leaf
crushing against my shoes,
grounded me in the moment.
You could even hear the whispering of animals,
as if they were secretly having conversations in their own native language.
talking about the strange human they see stravaging.
The landscape was beautiful.
A masterfully painted reality,
meticulously designed by autumn.
I never knew death and dying could be as beautiful as this forest was.
Yet, there it was, in all of its glory.
shedding its skin, preparing for winter.
This environment helped me cope with the loss of you.
And even though I couldn't hold your hand,
or feel your touch,
I felt you leave. I still feel it now.
They say, if you bend a sapling
it'll grow with a dent
as if the tree itself is constantly bracing for impact.
Your death is my dent.
Damien Page (author) from Jacksonville, Florida on April 23, 2018:
Thank you Lora for such detailed feedback. :)
I'm glad you enjoyed this piece. Although I am a poet, when it comes to receiving compliments and responding to them it becomes a bit difficult. Thank you though. It means a lot to me.
Lora Hollings on April 21, 2018:
I really enjoyed your poem Damien. It has some really nice phrases and imagery that evokes the season of late autumn and the onset of winter. I like the mood that you've created- a reflective one with your descriptions and the metaphor you use at the end is a poignant one. The poem's theme of death includes also a rebirth of the spirit and resonates with hope. Keep up the good work! Your writing shows much depth, sensitivity, and keen perception. Thank you for sharing.