Passing Through The Woods

[meenas17]

It is a way into the woods
where silence seems
to be the only
one seen and felt

As I walk through
the dense forests
I espy the huge trees
nestled close

allowing no light
to pass. They appear
to hold each other firmly
throwing out a proximity

which pronounces a bondage
as if one will not
let down the other
whatever be the outcome.

The togetherness creates
a warmth, a cordiality
allowing no anxiety
whatsoever.

Each one seems to tell
the other " I am there for you,
no worries". Admiring
the oneness, I stroll

through the thickest areas
where the magnitude
of affability overwhelms
where contentment rules.

[BobBradshaw]

Good theme. The subject of trees and their secret lives is intriguing. Documentaries and books have been written on the subject. A subject that holds much potential.

[Michael (MV)]

Hi meenas,

I liked how your poem, starting with the 1st engaging(at least for me) stanza, took me to Baudelaire's poem "Correspondance."

workshop-share for the 1st stanza:

There is a way about the woods
where silence seems
to be the only
one seen and felt


Consider without the last 3 lines, and realign as:

. . . Lost in
the oneness, I stroll

and find myself in the magnitude of the thickest areas




Michael (MV)

It is a way into the woods
where silence seems
to be the only
one seen and felt

As I walk through
the dense forests
I espy the huge trees
nestled close

allowing no light
to pass. They appear
to hold each other firmly
throwing out a proximity

which pronounces a bondage
as if one will not
let down the other
whatever be the outcome.

The togetherness creates
a warmth, a cordiality
allowing no anxiety
whatsoever.

Each one seems to tell
the other " I am there for you,
no worries". Admiring
the oneness, I stroll

through the thickest areas
where the magnitude
of affability overwhelms
where contentment rules.

 
 

[Michael (MV)]

Hi meenas,

I liked how your poem, starting with the 1st engaging(at least for me) stanza, took me to Baudelaire's poem "Correspondance

It is a way into the woods
where silence seems
to be the only
one seen and felt

As I walk through
the dense forests
I espy the huge trees
nestled close

allowing no light
to pass. They appear
to hold each other firmly
throwing out a proximity

which pronounces a bondage
as if one will not
let down the other
whatever be the outcome.

The togetherness creates
a warmth, a cordiality
allowing no anxiety
whatsoever.

Each one seems to tell
the other " I am there for you,
no worries". Admiring
the oneness, I stroll

through the thickest areas
where the magnitude
of affability overwhelms
where contentment rules.

[meenas17]

Mike,
I read Baudelaire's poem in French. know to read and write In French.
Then checked the English one, Fantastic writing.
I like your edits.
I will revise accordingly.
Thanks.