Into a Mottled Shade I Sought My Rest
Into A Mottled Shade I Sought My Rest
Into a mottled shade I sought my rest
As I trekked into my favorite woods.
There I was but an uninvited guest
Seeking Nature's truth, not man's falsehoods!
Walking upon an ancient forest floor
Among towering oaks and ancient beech
Always with joy, seeking very much more
And knowledge that my longing soul will teach.
Streams flowing over soft green, mossy rocks
All about evidence of time's slow creep
Here no need for rushing schedules or clocks
As we can commune with Nature so deep!
Beautiful trees swaying with a soft wind.
And I, yet again, find my ancient friend!
Robert J. Lindley, 12-20-2015
Note: Nature sonnet , perfect 100 word count and
ten syllable verses.
From memory of my last sojourn into my favorite
old growth forest.
Syllables Per Line:
10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables
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