Leave behind the concrete jungle and everyday expectations,
Step out of your work shoes and into another frame of mind.
Away from the pain and sorrow of what a love destroys,
Your heart and mind, leave far behind.
Walk your feet into a world of darkness,
Hearing only the crunch of what’s beneath you.
No stress or the fast pace of it all,
Only trees that watch as you pass by them all.
Where all is quiet except creatures that stir,
This is a different world where you will not be heard.
No worry’s or crying over what’s out there,
Into the woods, alone i am there.
Keith Garrett
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I do love this. Walking in the woods. I love your style Mr.Garrett.
brilliant work, Keith!
Love the line, “Hearing only the crunch of what’s beneath you.” Takes me right there, experiencing a quiet peace in my solar plexus area!
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this a dab of hope. i like how it help me find my way to go to that place. thanks!
Beautiful…
Thanks always
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 10:59 AM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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great work. the last line just makes it go onto so many levels.
Thanks for your thoughts
When I lived in Newfoundland my two favourite places were the woods and the beach. I now live in northern Alberta and dare not go into the woods alone – too many bears! I miss it so much! And I love your poem, it speaks to my heart.
Thank you for your thoughts
On Mon, Sep 26, 2016 at 11:16 AM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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into the woods, alone I’m there….
Love the imagery in your poems