Forrest Poems - Poems about Forrest

Beneath the ghostly moon's silent gaze, Lies a forest shrouded in a spectral haze. Where twisted trees claw at the sky, And shadows dance as the winds sigh. A place where the veil is thin and frail, And spirits wander, their faces pale. The air is thick with whispers old, Of secrets dark and stories untold. The ground is soft with fallen leaves, A...

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I OPENED A DOOR NOT SURE WHERE I AM. OFF THE TOP OF MY HEAD I WOULD SAY TROPICAL LAND. RAIN FOREST MAYBE. IT'S HUMID AND HOT. IT'S A LONG LOOK UP TO THE SOARING TREE TOPS. LOT'S OF STRANGE SOUNDS ABOVE AND BELOW. SOME ARE FAMILIAR MOST I DON'T KNOW. I LISTEN AND VIEW IN EVERY DIRECTION. I TAKE IN THE COLORS AND MANY REFLECTIONS. I SAW SOMETHING LEAP. I THOUGHT...

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Smartest Artist Who Works Hardest She seems to be smartest artist; Paints pretty pictures of forest While she will work her hardest Whose brain has been largest Her art work we always adore We want to see more and more? Trump she does seem to ignore, And loser is one who is poor. Paints picture that are with faces; People who are tying shoe...

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Peter and Paul since grade two were great friends, They often used to go away with girlfriends for weekends. This time flew to South Africa on their own They were excited, they had never flown. Their aim to find a poisonous snake Hide it on the plane and then take, It home, to be their pet. On their second day they got...

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Walking the path honesty I walk down a lonely path in the woods near my house a walk with honesty as my remote companion pensively 101 prompt three word challenge path, honesty, remote...

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The forest is natural and green, Eyes no longer glued to a screen, The purest nature, There is nothing greater, - The most beautiful place I have seen....

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First, look to your left, then look to your right, do you see that alright? what your looking at is purity, what your looking at is freedom, the animals, do you see them? their only worry is survival, take it in, as this forrest of eternal beauty may be...

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Now, you probably won't believe it So I'm not going to say that it's true I once met, the famous Forrest Gump We were just running, both of us two Beside me on a path in the woods He said, "I am Forrest, Forrest Gump" I asked why he was running, he said, "No particular reason, but jump!" I jumped over a rock...

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Among the trees I walk and aspire, light and shade mingled to my hearts desire. This earthy force and hidden charm, sensing enclosure in that musky arm. Natures cathedral hold in pace, mystical altar in the mist of grace. For all of you in that light of sphere, sensing my acquaintance there. In this oasis of living breathe as treasure, mental fountain overflows in...

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Mountain Forests Driving through the vast forests Of Central Oregon Through the wall of trees I imagine them talking to me The trees are whispering Dark satanic rituals Voodoo mumble jumble Evil chanting Then they speak Loud and clear Welcome humans To our world You think you are The king of the world The lords of creation Masters of the universe? Soon, all too soon God...

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GRIMM’S FAIRY TALE RETOLD In a beautiful huge green forest, Lived 3 honest people, Hansel and Gretal And their father, And two wicked women, the witch, And a wife who was also a step-mother. The honest three were approached by the FBI, And told to keep a very close eye, On these two wicked women, Who one would hardly call human! Their father tired about...

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The wind blows as the night gets old, And rain comes down softly and swiftly. The trees dance as the storm hits. Lightning and Thunder striking them down Like little kids do with block towers. The forest is filled with the melody of the animals; The owls hooting, deer roaming, and running away from the storm; And the wolves howling at the...

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Fugitive Forrest Running...Oh how he hates running... ...

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It courses majestic on the ground Moss and ferns in miniature world A masterpiece tapestry of life All hidden in the endless shade Silent hands writing Giant arms waving above The trees melody A clearing caught the light And sparkled in the sun A second rain fell from the leaves Like cradled drops of life The squirrel scurries To his home up high above Nested in the...

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