Green

The forest enfolds me. It is full of green pigment. Right above me, where the sun peeks through the fresh leaves, there is a shimmering chartreuse. Closer near me, the leaves diffuse into a burgundy tree-bark with ranges of bottle-green moss. The emerald grass is speckled with ivory mushrooms and periwinkle flowers. I stand still, only my hazel eyes averting to the deep mahogany bark and the green that submerges my memory. I search for a green that match my eyes. The moss against the body of the trees contains such resemblance; only they are too dark. My heartbeat hastens, urging me to recall a feeling of apprehension. In these woods, I could scream and no one would ever manage to hear me. In this cluster of green, I am alone.

Author's Note

Enjoy ^^

Reviews

[Astro]

This is a beautiful description of a setting and the accompanying feelings that go with it. Nice counter point of the color of the place and the eyes in your face. One small typo on "match" which should have been "matches" with regard to your hazel green eyes. Good job.

[Hester Vane]

Enjoyed very very much. Great imagery and description which has been very well written

[Vile]

Beautifully written really. I think you did very well at painting the imagery with your words. You set the tone nicely in this and allows the reader to vividly see what you are conveying. :D Well done.

[Savannah Hudgens]

Thank you ^^

[Brian Angeles]

This is very interesting I like it a lot. Wherever did you get the idea? :)

[Savannah Hudgens]

Sometimes colors just..come to me as if they're on repeat and green was everywhere and I was stuck in one spot wanting so badly to get out. So I put the two in together. Thank you Brian. *smiles*

[Brian Angeles]

Well story or poems can come from anythink and inhope you'll read my new chapter :)

[Clockwork]

I did enjoy the way you dissected all the shades of green in this one. Sometimes I think people who go into the woods only see one color, but you give us a whole spectrum of shades. I also like how you compare your eyes to the shade of the moss.

I must say that the end of this one took a turn I wasn't expecting, probably because I thought the opening sentences were so peaceful and meditative. Although, when I reflect on your usage of green, and how you show us that you have few colors that match the woods, it makes sense. In the end, its just you in the woods and what you will make of it. Which is sometimes a good metaphor for where we are in life...

[Savannah Hudgens]

Your words astound me and make me want to continue writing. I think I'll begin many color-stories like this. I always said I would but never did. Thank you so much!

[Clockwork]

That makes me very glad :-) never stop searching!

[Tomahawk Joe]

colorful and vibrant, a pleasing read.

[Savannah Hudgens]

Thank you Mr. Joe! *smiles*