A space in the dark
untrammeled woods
Off the path untraveled,
forgotten,
Under the watch of maples
and birch only
A bed of lady slippers, clustered
like a twin-bed
Lit with filtered spring
light.
Planted for me to find
By myself, with my thoughts
only;
Discoverer, tromping through
the mud of the season
near the lost stone wall, a rusted
wagon wheel
and a forgotten bale of
barbed wire.
Nestled, planted, by the
lean-to I built
To get away for awhile
Where I stayed overnight;
Exploring the hill,
the bank below the rocks.
I could find it still, I
believe
I’m sure; I’ve shown others.
. .
Because magic can be held
and finding it means you can
again
out there in the woods.
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edited October 29, 2015
Out in the Woods – v5
(editing version 4)
edited April 16, 2015
Out in the Woods – v4
(editing original)
Edited April 24, 2013
“Out in the woods – v3”
(from the original)
edited April 26, 2012
“Out in the woods – v2”
Original poem 3/26/2004
“Out in the woods”
about walk in woods in Claremont, NH
&
edited October 29, 2015
A Walk in the Woods – v3
(editing version 2)
Edited April 24, 2013
“A Walk in the Woods – v2”
August 7, 2006 19:38
“A Walk in the Woods”
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