A poem from our exploration of the sights in Salem, Oregon.
Bush Park
Natural Preserve encased in the
concrete heart of the city:
woodland trails amid native plants.
Douglas Fir and Red Alder
reign in majesty, while
tiny puffs of feathers
giggle among the upper branches.
A rushing creek wrests its way,
twisting this way, then that,
pinned to the earth by bony claws of
exposed Red Alder roots.
The imagery in this poem is characterized by rugged beauty, Dallas. I can almost feel the heartbeat of the forest and sense the power of the creek that "wrests its way," through the park. Excellent.
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
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Regis
BEAUTIFUL vivid imagery in this write. Sounds peaceful and serene, what we need more of in this world. Outstanding poem, Dallas.
Many blessings,
~Linda
Be always safe,
Karen
Very beautiful nature poem. The trees, the rushing creeks all seem so serene.
Mary