Michelle Mac Donald Poet Couplet

Woodland Path

Fae circles of mushrooms
Lanky yellow toadstools
Firm jelly tot larvae 
Feed from rich stagnant pools.
Fungal disks cling with wanton 
To the grey trunks of trees
Cricket strums join to bird song
Sending messages of peace.

Lambent beams break through foliage
Gradient tones tint the scene
Yellow, purple, and whites
showcased by backgrounds of green.
Fractured rock nests bright flora
Compost mats engage moss
A place of breach and survival.
Nature's gain, (one might say) 
is the product of loss.

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Daver Austin November 2, 2016 at 9:50 AM Had to read this gem again and especially for the last two lines - make it last 3 lines. Hugs, Dave

Andrea Dietrich May 29, 2016 at 5:07 PM oops, it was already done. I had faved you a while back!! How the heck can we remember all these things?

Andrea Dietrich May 29, 2016 at 5:07 PM Man, even going to your BEST poems list, i can't seem to find a new one to comment to. So back at this one. This is your second best one. have you done Timothy's contest on five words yet? It is so much fun!! I think I have never added you to my fave poets. let me do that now!!

Shane Cooper February 11, 2015 at 9:25 PM Mikki you have painted such a vivid picture, I can see every detail so clearly.I find myself listening for the dulcet tones of an army of frogs serenading. J J Tolkien could have used your words to descibe the Great Greenwood, for this is just how I imagined a path through it would look. Another favourite and I wish that one day I could write half as well as you my dear friend. Love Shane xxxx

Funom Makama January 28, 2015 at 8:20 AM Great lines with blesed words. Thanks for the magnificient share. I hope the new year is going well so far..

Meg Anderson December 19, 2014 at 9:51 AM I just love the imagery in this write! Thanks for sharing!

Daver Austin October 2, 2014 at 4:03 PM I shudder to think how many stray cats live in our neighborhood. We sometimes have 9 for breakfast on the porch, but there are new ones turning up all the time. They live under houses, under porches, in hollow logs. An adorable long hair tiger cat, half grown turned up on the steps, reluctant to come on the porch. There are probably 3 or 4 more living under the house next door. Aint nature grand. Love, daver

Suzanne Delaney April 3, 2013 at 4:34 PM This is so full of amasing images. I could almost smell the damp earth and start looking for magic mosses. Thanks for your welcome to me today. luv, Suz

Daver Austin March 30, 2013 at 12:53 PM I want to stroll this path, barefoot and feel that wet green moss between my toes. I also - before such a venture - want to lose about 50 years. This poem would give me a fuzzy feeling on my teeth, that is if I had any teeth. Love, daver

Debbie Duncan February 11, 2013 at 12:44 AM I love this Michelle, you paint a nice picture. you have a blessed day ;}

Harry Horsman December 30, 2012 at 3:03 AM an amazing poem, in which one gets enveloped in its creation, this is going to my fav with you.... Happy New Year...

Nita Martin December 16, 2012 at 6:57 PM wonderful I love this poem it is so rich with detail keep up the great work your friend Nita

Elizabeth Wesley December 8, 2012 at 6:15 PM Could very well be a place where fairies hold their sweet reveries. Reminds me of what I see when out for my walks.

Debbie Guzzi December 2, 2012 at 3:39 PM You going to make me come up there and shake another poem out of you?? Come on//// tell kiwi to whisper in your ear! HUGS

Andrea Dietrich November 22, 2012 at 8:33 AM wow, a very well crafted and descriptive nature poem. Glad to finally have read this one of yours, and I want to wish you happy thanksgiving. Luv, Andrea

Terry O'Leary September 22, 2012 at 10:53 AM Beautiful ecological imagery!... Terry (BTW: In 'Gypsy Guy', the 'boss man' says that 'everybody gains' because for him (the 'boss man'), Gypsy Guy is a nobody, a nothing, subhuman at best... and therfore not part of 'everybody...) (&Thanks for your kind words)

Debbie Duncan September 17, 2012 at 11:48 PM Love it all the way through ;}

Doris Culverhouse September 7, 2012 at 5:20 PM enjoyed reading this natural write.

Brenda Victoria Northeast August 30, 2012 at 3:44 AM Loved this nocturnal image of fairy lore- It reminded me of the fairy queen of Shakespeare's mid summer nights dream - lovely - I did a painting of this image from an old master painting but changed the character into a bear fairy . I will try and post it if I can work out how to. Love and blessings, bren : )

Matthew Anish August 27, 2012 at 10:03 PM Life depends on other life. I like the images of a forest. I live in NYC but try to get away a few times a year to see and walk in forests. Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Charlotte Puddifoot August 24, 2012 at 3:06 PM you paint a very vivid picture of this woodland path, I enjoyed the scene, and thank you for stopping by my poems with such uplifting comments :-)

Don Johnson August 17, 2012 at 2:39 AM the circle ring has figures svelte, faerie forms here walk in stealth, the inner light reveals the wealth, such beauty of the night, perceived by inner sight, these tiniest of mites, a picture card is dealt... re: 'Woodland Path' Michelle Mac Donald Don Johnson

Don Johnson August 16, 2012 at 3:24 PM mushrooms can beguile the mind, and toadstool eaten is unkind, once gave my love wrong one to eat, sickness came it wasn't sweet, dangers for the blind... love your poetry here...

Jay Loveless August 14, 2012 at 12:18 PM Sometimes I wish I could spend my nights dancing with the Fae...This is beautiful.

Elizabeth Wesley August 12, 2012 at 10:06 AM I can almost smell the verdant greenery that gives life to this wonderful saga of mushrooms and nature's rich showcase of magic. Lovely as always Michelle! Love, Elizabeth

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