Forest of Never
The forest Of never
Beckons to me
branches waving
like the sea
Curious to see
what lay within
I lay down my pack
And wander in
round a boulder
through a vale
I did walk
as moon paled
All the way
the forest
whispered
shuffled and snorts
angry to ear
like a cold retort
As I meander
slowly by
Rarely
do I see
a glimpse of sky
Finally
like a punch
to the head
The trail
just died
It stopped dead
whilst I pondered
my present condition
An idea?
A further proposition
The forest alive
it maybe
but not aware
of my wandering free
Like a moth
to a lamp
was I to never
thus will be paired
like this forever …
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