A FORGOTTEN LAKE poem

I love the first stanza and these lines:

'The forest is a welcome
mat to visitors,'

The whole thing, as always, is just beautiful and a joy to read. Well done.

Nathan.

With thanks, Nathan. I certainly miss the ability to walk through the woods (due to an unsteady gait) on unused trails, where nature's natural beauty awaits. This poem was written about a private setting back off a wood's road, where a whisper was easily echoed back to us. All the best, Richard.

A very beautiful poem, I enjoyed this greatly. I love walking in the woods and the feelings it evokes, opens our eyes to natural beauty as you said :)

Lovely lines;
'Owls add hooting
deer call
and rabbits escape
in balls of fur.'

and a great ending, hope you and Esther are well.

Beeme xx

Many thanks, Beeme. When I worked, stress was a large part of my job, and nature was my escape. So peaceful among the trees, beside a lake, listening to the shush of waves slapping against the shore. Then, good gracious, mosquitoes by the millions decided to share their company!! Cheers, from Richard LP

Wonderful words that compose thoughts...the sounds of peace...thanks.

Thank you, Larkin, for your encouraging words. My camping days are behind me, but my memory is filled with good moments in the woods. My father said many years ago, "Dickie, you spend so much time in the bush, you're going to turn into a tree." Birch is my favourite. Cheers, from Richard LP.