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Array ( [sid] => 169052 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Forest One [time] => 2011-12-05 20:06:10 [hometext] => Always at home in the forest~ [bodytext] => And if I had a place to hide
well you know I surely would
I'd go as deep and as far in the forest
as I possibly could

I'd hide from all of this and
surely from some of that
I'd roam those tree strewn river banks
like a prowling mountain cat

I'd take some time to look and see
Time to smell the flowers bloom
Find a tiny spot of grass
and claim it as my nature room

Stretching...reaching for the sun
I'd lie down and rest my head upon the moss
Communicate with the insects
With my Mother I am never lost

Dig my feet into the soil
Plant my toes in the Earth to grow
Lend my voice to the wind
and sing as she blows...


2010
Laura Howell Horner [comments] => 7 [counter] => 235 [topic] => 27 [informant] => deadheadpoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => NaturePoetry )
Forest One

Contributed by deadheadpoet on Monday, 5th December 2011 @ 08:06:10 PM in AEST
Topic: NaturePoetry



And if I had a place to hide
well you know I surely would
I'd go as deep and as far in the forest
as I possibly could

I'd hide from all of this and
surely from some of that
I'd roam those tree strewn river banks
like a prowling mountain cat

I'd take some time to look and see
Time to smell the flowers bloom
Find a tiny spot of grass
and claim it as my nature room

Stretching...reaching for the sun
I'd lie down and rest my head upon the moss
Communicate with the insects
With my Mother I am never lost

Dig my feet into the soil
Plant my toes in the Earth to grow
Lend my voice to the wind
and sing as she blows...


2010
Laura Howell Horner




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Re: Forest One (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 5th December 2011 @ 09:40:43 PM AEST
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I like big ol' nature rooms and I like this poem as well. It seems when we're out there we feel more connected with everything and everyone. I like the way you brought that to life.


Re: Forest One (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 6th December 2011 @ 09:38:04 AM AEST
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Me too. Could I be forest 2? Nice write. The stars are my bedroom ceilin' - weather permittin'.
wabl
Ken


Re: Forest One (User Rating: 1 )
by Robert_Edgar_Burns on Tuesday, 6th December 2011 @ 10:20:25 AM AEST
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In the quiet solitude of the forest,
one can truly "Hear", and feel!
Good one!
Rob


Re: Forest One (User Rating: 1 )
by ever1der on Sunday, 8th January 2012 @ 02:50:29 AM AEST
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this was so refreshing to read ... nice tone. It was relaxing and I'm sure many of us would choose to do the same. Great job as always.


Re: Forest One (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Monday, 1st October 2012 @ 02:03:36 PM AEST
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Recently I went camping and your poem brings back the memory of that event. I am very fond of poems like this because they help me focus my attention away from myself and my problems.


Re: Forest One (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Monday, 14th April 2014 @ 02:48:10 AM AEST
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this is beautiful, miss you my friend,

hugs n' love nessa


Re: Forest One (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 3rd May 2014 @ 09:31:25 PM AEST
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As much as I love nature and the forest, why does the depth scare me? Hmmmm




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