Monday, November 9, 2020

My poem 2

             The Woods


My eyes scrolled up to be delighted by the red dressed forest

The leafs swayed over me like a monkey playing on a branch

I Could feel the golden leafs pat me on the shoulder

The waterfall is a ocean pouring over me 

The magnificent curtain thought a blanket over me as if i was baby 

The guardian trees danced and fighted 

The trees rushed banged and stabbed each other to create dominance


1 comment:

  1. I love how you coloured all of the description words
    Naeshyn Grace

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