Nothing Personal

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Nothing Personal

I amble down
a road less traveled
a path is discerned
almost telepathically
I inch my way along
somewhat cautiously.

Mossy growth glistening
marching through the woods
mounting an invasion
against the trees.

The damp smell of death
permeating my senses
life mirrors nature
nature’s way is survival
nothing personal.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2013

A poem from my past posted for Earth Day. Also a nod to Robert Frost. Linked in the nick of time with dVerse~Poets Pub.

The Woods

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Quiet times spent in the woods
where everything is green and grand
the woods are full of things so good
I walk in wonder of this land.

The creatures here are wild and free
the birds they sing sweet songs so fair
the woods are where I long to be
as I find peace and beauty there.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2016

Written with Imaginary Garden Of Real Toads.

Haiku #62816(a) & b

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haiku #62816(a)

deep woods hush
birdsong breaking silence
music

© Rebecca Sanchez 2016

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haiku #62816(b)

summer’s song
surf meeting sand
music of the ages

© Rebecca Sanchez 2016

Photograph of the beach on the San Francisco Bay taken on a bike ride by me.

Written with Haiku Horizons.