Into the Woods to Ponder

Where do you go to think?

Into the Woods to Ponder

 

She chased her memory from inside

Her head as she took in the entrance

To the black forest,

Her eyes followed the paths

Running down the trunks

Of the Hickory and Oak trees

As she approached a clear running

Stream to the East,

There was a smoke scent coming

In from a distance

On a light breeze as she sat down

On a fallen tree trunk to rest

And take in the water's scene

She became so sleepy watching

The water swirl and dance

Around several large fallen

Tree branches

With a coursing pulse

From another point in the creek

A Maine Coon cat appeared out of

Nowhere across from her

Staring into the water too

Lights rays through the trees

Surrounded the cat's image

Creating a rainbow on the water's

Surface

There was a hush all around her

As one lone leaf fell into the water

And floated away

Then several seed pods followed

To create many ripples in the serene

Scene

She stretched her arm and rose

To continue her journey

Startling the cat into the tall weeds

She was alone again with her thoughts.--J. E. Cook ©2017

Author's Note

Thanks for reading!

Reviews

[Lizzie]

Sometimes one must go out be alone, cry, scream, ask the universe or higher power of why? I like how you write black forest because that is where your feelings are in a place of sadness, you do write about a light breeze perhaps to show that you have moments in which you don't feel so sad. All I can say from the bottom of my heart is that it gets better ... not now but it does for now allow your emotions and feelings pour through heal your heart.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

Lizzie,
Thank you for your words, thoughts, and insight. I love hearing from other poets and writers! :)

[Brent]

To be alone with your thoughts in Nature is such a refreshing experience. That's why I enjoy camping so much. Though I don't think we need to go all Thoreau and live in the woods forever like a hermit.

To me, the cat in your poem represents innocence. It only runs away after the "disruption" of the narrator getting up to leave. In a real way, the loss of innocence is inevitable for people.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

Thank you, Brent for your thoughts on my writing. I enjoyed reading your interpretation.

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the photo and the deep thoughts. Some places make us think and take us back to places that are missed. Thank you Josie for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

Thanks!
The photo is from a road trip in NC and I was riding in a vehicle when I snapped it along the shore and the woods surrounded the rentals.

[Coyote Poetry]

Photo were amazing and you are welcome my friend.