Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Trees Too Close Together

Between the town and the edge of the sea
Lurks a malevolent medieval forest
One must pass by to gain the beach

Children know to run by it, eyes cast down
Adults, they stare ahead, feet pacing fast
And animals – they will go nowhere close

Should you pass too near and happen to forget
And try peering through those over-crowded trees
Understand - it will be the very last thing you ever do

There are no spaces there but the shadows
Draw you, and the stink of evil breathes you in
And the trees close over and around
And it’s as if you had never even been …

1 comment:

  1. ooh, I like this. It reminds me of the time I almost got lost in a forest, but somehow, some hand, guided me back home.