O U T ~ O F ~ T H E~ W O O D S~

Run part 1 ties a long with this.

The monsters turned out to be just trees

and when the sun came up

You were looking at me

You were looking at me

I remember .

Pine needles

Leaves

Soot colored dirt

Tangible

Beneath wandering feet

Hunger took her

And she should’ve known

But she didn’t care

There was warmth in the woods

The breeze tickled

The trees whispered

I Promise

Promise

I’ll give you the moon

The stars

The sun

The flowers and grass beneath your toes

I’ll give you love

Love

Should you run

Run

Through these woods

And in the clear

You’ll find it 

Stepping slowly onward

Brown branches guided her

Light as a feather

She began to run

Deep into the woods

Bare feet

Thundering

Soil flying from her feet

Gold hair in the wind

Springing forward

Gaining speed

Screaming in joy

Victorious

Daring arms

Sparkling eyes

Her heart

In a flight

 

Tick Tick Tick

Ticking time

Turning to months

Are we in the clear yet?

She wondered wandering

With aching feet

Sagging shoulders

The path of nature

Slit her skin

Still she drowned

Deep in wonder

In magic

In lust

 

The wood grew darker

Treacherous

Danger loomed

But she didn’t mind

Like hands

The vines slithered

They wrapped her

Held her

Told her

She was close

Close to winning it

Taking it

Earning it

 

Through fire and flame

She cantered on

The trees turned to monsters

The animals fared death

Her pathways

He journey

Charred like ash

Winter swept through

Storming

Raging

Unforgiving

Her hands of icicles

Her feet of blue

Her lips a frown

Tears froze

 

In distance

A rush of spring

She flew

As fast as she could

To fine warm soil

Collapsing she fell

Under pouring rain

Into mud

Eyes to the sky

Lifeless

Tree tops of new green

Dotting a line

Curating shadows

Upon her frame

Salt on her tongue

Weakness in her soul

Ugliness

Brave less

Hopeless

Stillness

Silence

Exhaustion

A new voice

Are we out of the woods?

Are we out of the woods yet?

Eyes flicked on

She bolted up

Alarmed in sun

She looked around

A voice

Are we in the clear yet?

A pair of eyes

Gazing into hers

The voice spoke

It cried:

There is no love

No love

We must go back

I tried

 

Appearing from the shadows

Stepped out a woman

And soon

More women

Pacing about

Aimlessly

Among the trees

Among the dirt

Faces of filth

Of sorrow

Of chains of vines

Of death

And hollow starved eyes

One by one

Holding on tightly

They all took hands

Leaning on shoulders

On backs

On limbs

On bodies

Clinging

Crashing

Holding on hope

 

Some tried to go back

Falling victim

To the trees

But together as one

The women marched

Through raging fire and flame

Tornado and Ice

Rain storms wind and mud

Honesty was born

Through broken hearts

Through  blood

 

To a golden beach they trudged

Blinking in brightness

The women were shocked

There beyond them

Standing on the shoreline

They all saw themselves

Ghostly

Clean

Well and real

Gazing at the water

Letting go of scraped fingers

One by one

They walked to themselves

Each reached out

To touch their hands

Her very own soul

And in that second she knew

She found herself  

Out of the woods

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Chris]

THIS has rare heart and a deep thought flow that held me tight.

[Sadie]

Love the imagery! The language you use is very evocative. I almost feel as if I am in the woods and having all those experiences. Well done:)

[Gaston Villanueva]

I liked the tone of your poem and the direction you decided to go with it

"In distance

A rush of spring

She flew

As fast as she could

To fine warm soil

Collapsing she fell

Under pouring rain

Into mud

Eyes to the sky

Lifeless

Tree tops of new green

Dotting a line

Curating shadows

Upon her frame" - this was my favorite part

Great job!

[Kathryn Smith]

Aw hey! Thanks! :) xx

[Rynn]

I appreciate the time and effort you've put into the formatting of this piece. Is it completely based upon music or just Taylor Swifts, "Out of the woods"? I can tell by the content of the poem that you were very inspired and passionate about the content you've put out. I'm not usually very prone to reading content that is heavily based upon another established work, but I've read yours all the way through. Well done.

[Kathryn Smith]

Thanks so much! :D I based it off of getting out of a toxic relationship. The woods represented a man..and the women in the end represented all the people he hurt..the woman who helps the girl out represents my friend. The entire process of getting out of a toxic situation is like being lost in the woods. You want to stay in - but if you're strong enough you can find your way out. :) Taylor's most most certainly helped me think of this. I owe her xx

[Kathryn Smith]

taylors music*

[Rynn]

Ah- I see! Well done, It's definitely very clear that her music has reached you

[Kathryn Smith]

Thanks very much!!

[Tony Jordan]

It's an epic poem Kathryn - very surreal with a nightmarish quality. Very well told - smooth transitions and n'er a stumble the whole way through which is an acheivement in itself for such a huge write.
I don't know where you got the energy to complete this but it's your best.
Great message - delivered with gusto.
:)