Thread: Sole Woodland (Advice)

I really like this one, it was fun to write. Any suggestions?


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wooden gear split
It will not ammend

A clock in the shanty
In the woods, round the bend

The knoll rolling onward
To climb is to descend

Outside the fringe of pasture
Lies a monster, coated in tin

A wooden gear split
It will not ammend

It's lenity allowed it
Then brevity ensued

The sinews lightly rising
The sinews lightly grin

Sole woodland cry aloud
Corruptions not your friend

It is still, It is still
Now you are forever nude

A wooden gear split
It will not ammend

To build crosses for the backs
Caskets for the friend






This poetry is about the clash between the artificial and organic. Those who claim to be real vs those who aren't.

Eli: all I can say is I like this poem. I know we are supposed to come up with some type of "Critique," but I cannot think of anything else to say right now. Perhaps I will come back again to read. I enjoyed the first read.

Thanks City Girl,

Part Two and Three are posted--

It's about nature being defiled by man

But You and I are Nature, so who's man?