Bella Coola

In August I spent a month living in the Bella Coola valley with my better half, Alex. It was the most inspired to write about my surroundings I have ever felt.

I was in the rainforest, the vale and valleys beneath me. School house falls fell away to a trickle.
I was in the rainforest, the rain was not. The mossy floor crunched like cornflakes under my boots.
I was in the rainforest, the trees trembled; thirsty. The familiar chill of the Chilcoten coast gave way to a heatwave.
I was in the rainforest, the smoke was between the leaves. I could see nothing would bring Fall to Bella Coola faster than the fires racing towards the valley lake a freight train.

Author's Note

My first attempt at poetry. Any and all conatructive reviews very welcome.

Reviews

[Speaking Sandclocks]

If this is your first piece, its a really nice one. If you continue , you would get even better.Consider beaks in between lines for more drama. Keep writing!

[Victorian1842]

Thank you, that's really kind of you. Yeah I didn't really know how to break it up, I'll look into it and hopefully develop more of a style :) thanks again.