When the Forest Calls

The day you choose to veer
Is when the woods will beckon you -
Calling with its intrigue,
A seduction into wander.
It sings a song of pleasure -

The siren's tempting melody.
It has been, in patience, waiting
Designing every path
to look of purpose.
It will whisper pleasantries
And flattery
Until the treetops hide the moon.
And soon, reminding darkness
comes to mock you.
And the stripping bark will coon
its consequence -
Forest never was a host to mercy.
You frenzy for direction
but the gourd is fast asleep.
On which side is the moss supposed to grow?
Those practiced in deception only know -
That some will rest to wayward stroll
And some will claim defeat -
But he is never lost who builds
a house beneath his feet.

Reviews

[Creepy Swine Guy]

I love this. I didn't get the big picture until the very end. This is a poem about wanderlust, is it not? I was a dullard on a wonderful walk through brilliantly painted woods until I reached those last two lines. They hit like a hammer and POW, the message crystallized. I only wonder how that last line might ring if "home" stood in place of "house". Beyond that, oh poetess, I always tell people that happiness is not a destination, but a place inside of you. You have illustrated this so well. I am agog.

[thenakedverse]

thank you so much. i really get excited when anyone can connect so thank you so much for your comment

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I have been many times into the wood and wandered many paths and trails. I always feel at home there. I still love to hike and fish and carve my own walking sticks. But to truly experience the forest is to get off the beaten path and go exploring. It can be dangerous but what reward is not laced with a bit of peril? This was lovely.

[David Scott]

Oh yes! I love the forest. You penned well the enchanted path into the wood.
Thank you for this rest.

[Carson Scott]

I really liked this write. I was very creative! I will have to read some more of your poems! :)

[Andrew]

There is a lot going on in this poem and I like all of it. This was a very thoughtful piece, thank you for writing it.

[Mia]

"It will whisper pleasantries
And flattery
Until the treetops hide the moon."
This is a great a poem and those lines are brilliant. It's easy to get lost in a forest and once you're lost and you lose your cool its easy to get even more lost and finding your way back isn't easy...but it is possible.

[Elvis Gilley]

That was awesome a poem about the forest. I never would have thought about it. Great job.

[Eagle Cruagh]

I read everybody`s reviews and finally
your summary. Very nice, I was beginning
to suspect there was a significance in there
and you pointed it out . What a relief.
I tease----I really like your poetry. You are an
intelligent and creative force to deal with.
Hopefully I have not made you my enemy.
-----Eagle Cruagh

[Damien Davison]

This is really amazing, I'm glad I found it! First writing I've read by you I believe I will enjoy my time spent reading more. Beautiful write.

[Frieda P]

This is brilliant in it's absence of particular topic yet says so much. I related it to the struggles my son is having right now with drug addiction, not sure where you were going exactly with it. After reading this, you should understand my mind then, so.....:)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"and the stripping bark will coon/ its consequence"

great line...

so if a joke falls in the forest and no one is there to hear it, is it still funny?

my moss is growing on all sides.

and i have but a tent under my feet...not really stable, i guess.

i think i deceive myself more than anything or anyone.

this is such a good write.

i wander through this poem like it is a forest, lost in it...not caring if i find my way out.

jacob