Natures Path

by Clare   Aug 12, 2005


The path winds like my never ending mind.
it grows dark,
the clouds blanket the sky like a soft quilt.
brittle leaves beneath my feet,
the wind begines to blow.
branches creek an eerie tone.
shadows decend,
and i am left alone

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  • 19 years ago

    by kiesha

    That was a beautiful poem. I love the descriptions you used. It was good. Keep writing and take care.
    ><> Kiesha

  • 19 years ago

    by Jenny

    Wow that was great. I loved it, me not being a nature fan and all...lol. It makes me want to go outside and take the time to notice the beautiful things in the world.

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