How poetic can you be? Write a short poem about what you see

"Follow the final light"-I tell myself

Because, in the end you'll find him again and would be the same soul that was cut in half by the cold knife of the cruel death.

The forest and me

Trees that seem to grow forever

Branches that cove the sky

Leaves that are a beautiful shade of

Orange and bright red

As I stand amongst these trees

I am waiting

Waiting for the brush of wind to graze my face

For that moment I forget

I forget all of my troubles

And be the child that God

Created me to be

A child of color

A child of strength

A child of honor

that's who God wants me to be....

Beautiful description Justin

A simple walk through the woods

Became so much more to me

The birds were chirping

The trees were calling

There was just so much to see

I was taken by the trees beauty

As the leaves swayed across my shoes

So I went off path

But went back on course

And realized I cut my time in half

Soon I was looking up

At a promising prosperous light

I walked ahead

This walks been so great

Nature is beautiful and bright

Realistic Poetry this was a great writing prompt. Thank you.

Samantha two of the most beautiful poems.

I love it Jackie.

Thank you, Samantha. I am both honored and humbled by such a great compliement. I love the way you write as well. You are inspirational to many.

Walking Through the Forest

Walking through the forest I see,

A bright light calling out to me.

It beckons me closer, I try to stall,

My fear is great from the wonder of it all.

Be still my feet as I gaze the path to take,

Would the light that led be a big mistake?

Or would pleasure be found inside the glow,

Steady, I walk my footsteps stumbling slow.

Leaves they are caught by a steady breeze,

A rainbow of colors, the beauty of painted leaves.

A voice from the brightness, “cast the darkness aside,”

"Come in my child, I welcome you inside.”

My Heavenly Father awaits me there,

No more worries, no more cares.

The darkness is gone my world filled with light,

Soon I will return, and my part of the world will be set aright.

© Cynthia Clark

The light Shines down through a tunnel of trees

Drawing you towards the light

It's a wonderful experience, a wonderful sight

Drawing you in with its ethereal light

You can't see what awaits when you reach the light

But you know deep within, nothing will stop you, you are going to go

At first you take it really slow

But then you speed up, begin to gallop and run

You can see your family and you know your going home.

A light off in the distance directing me,

through a dark path of trees, just the light lets me see.

The trees are old and have been there over 100 years

Its a bit spooky in the bushes along the way I see my fears

The forest in looming large down this path,

All of my anger can be seen through its tall leaning wrath.

There is a clear walkway with leaves leading me,

to look inside myself and what else I might see.

This area of forest has it all psychologically

taking a walk down this path who I vision is me.

thank you so much @realistic poetry for the like

Lee thank you very much!! Samantha