Her Song

A poem about loving the forest and a waterfall...

Her Song

The forest is my second home

has been since just a lad.

I used to walk the secret trails

alone or with my dad.

One day I heard her calling me,

a call warm, deep and sure.

Her voice held tones and overtones,

of songs sung clear and pure.

 

I still go out to meet her there

this secret forest place.

And every time I hear her sing

my heart begins to race.

Each visit I will rest to lie

my head upon the moss,

sweet love, my dearest waterfall…

will sing away my loss.

Author's Note

A repost in honor of the name of a new friend ...

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

the name of a new friend! how interesting! i'm with you all the way in this poem ..love the sound of brooks and falls .. deep secret forest places ... fortunate to have shared it with ones dad ... that would be pretty special
E.

[David Scott]

Thank you for the comment.
Yes, it is a special place.

[Willard Wells]

There is a peaceful quiet to the forest lands, the sounds of nature all around. Very nice short verse. I like it very much. Well done even if nature does call. Sorry, read last review. hahaha

[David Scott]

Dude! :)
My son used to run outside and pee off the deck because he like the sound of making a waterfall... Apples and trees and such. Bless his little heart.
Thank you for reading.

[Willard Wells]

No problem and I have been know in my life to pee off a deck, and a few other place. My kind of guy.
Of course waterfall was not my thought.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

When nature calls it is the sweetest sound... Very nicely done.

[David Scott]

Funny Dale. I think I have heard the sound from the guest bathroom a time or two... :)
Thank you for reading and reviewing.
Happy Holidays!

[Zahra]

This is really exquisite. Wonderful imagery. Loved it.

[David Scott]

Thank you Zhara. Kind of you to read and review.

[alifeacoustic]

Beautifully captured essence of nature and coming across one of its many surprising gifts, put there like it was especially built to be your very own sanctuary. There is nothing like going back and still being awestruck by its wonder.
Great write.

[David Scott]

Thank you very much for reading. I agree with your comment. "The wonder of it all"

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you got me...and i am not really a big rhyme fan....but this really tugged at my heart...and i like the visions you created with your words.

[David Scott]

Thank you Jacob. I consider your words a fine compliment. Those who look closely will see a few hidden gems of a boy's travels into becoming a man.

[A hare off]

There is so much beauty in your words and the scene you create with them. Nature does have a way of caressing the mind and allowing our imagination to play in her splendor. Really great writing David. The rhyme was smooth and the picture this deveolped in my mind was fresh and free.

[David Scott]

Thank you for the kind review. I think I saw a rabbit or two out there as well. :)

[A hare off]

Them wascally wabbits. :)

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It's beautiful, David :) Thank you for sharing it with me, made my heart smile

[David Scott]

I am glad you enjoyed it even a little bit... It is a very old poem of mine. A bit childish, but it was from my heart. I prefer free verse now as I find it far more expressive. IMO