Woodland Memories

As a kid, I loved to find any unusual shells and rocks; I do to this day.  I used to walk the piney woods of Georgia, with my favorite uncle.  He made up the neatest stories to tell me about each stone or arrowhead that I found; visiting him was always loads of fun.  Like him, I’m a story teller, entertaining others.  I loved those woods and the great finds there; so many great woodland memories.

piney woods
shed upon sacred ground-
bedding

nature’s trinkets
abound in the woodlands-
arrowheads


4-20-2021
ALL YOURS (Apr 20) Poetry Contest
Brian Strand
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Gauthier Avatar
October 30, 2020 at 12:27 AM
Wonderful tribute, ML ~
Romios Avatar
September 22, 2020 at 8:05 PM
ML...did you know this is one of the popular recent Poems Saw you on a list. Congratulations,,,, Pangie xx
Krutsinger Avatar
September 19, 2020 at 3:03 PM
I want to hear a poem devoted to this uncle and those days, my friend.
Kiser Avatar
September 22, 2020 at 8:29 AM
I must write one, he had quite a personality, my Mom's brother. Thanks.
Ashley Avatar
September 7, 2020 at 10:55 AM
M. L., this is an absolutely enchanting haibun that captures my imagination and my heart. I love this intimate portrayal you've penned with such delicate emotion and artistry. Your haiku are a stunning and evocative tribute to the emotive prose. A fav! Warmest wishes always, dear poetess and storyteller.. ~Susan
Kiser Avatar
September 7, 2020 at 4:05 PM
I was remembering walks with my Uncle in the woods of SC and finding arrowheads there beneath the pin needles. I'm glad you were enchanted.
Romios Avatar
September 6, 2020 at 3:17 PM
I alive rock collecting. Nobody told me stories, though. I made up my own.!! I still like them. A friend went to Autschwitz and brought me back so many. Oh~ if those rocks could talk! Panagiota xxx
Kiser Avatar
September 7, 2020 at 4:06 PM
Those rocks would indeed have some stories to tell, but I fear they would be sadly devastating.
Leffanta Avatar
September 5, 2020 at 12:33 PM
I did the same as a child and enjoy taking my granddaughter out in the wilderness to do the same! Well done! Aloha! Rico
Kiser Avatar
September 7, 2020 at 4:06 PM
I always enjoyed the walks. Thanks for stopping by Rico.
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