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Day 10 | April Poetry Month Challenge | The Black Forest

WFSC Creative Writing Facilitators Mike Deregowski and Kelsey Hoople challenge you to participate in national poetry month. 1 poem per day for 30 days with no working ahead. 😉

Overall theme 'The Great Escape'.

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Day 10 | April 10th | The Black Forest

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Linda Pedley
Linda Pedley
Apr 13, 2020

10. The Black Forest

I know the sun shines far above

A canopy of boughs between

I feel the warmth of nature’s love

A kaleidoscope of green.

Warnings circle through my thoughts

They say dark things live there

I shut my eyes and heed them not

Otherwise would not go anywhere

In the deepest reaches of the trees

It’s, oh so dark – a calming walk

Guards stand watch protecting me

Patient listeners as I talk

They may not provide me with solutions

They are calm with swaying in the breeze

When life’s drag offers just confusion

The Black Forest puts my soul at ease.

(c) Linda J. Pedley 04/12/2020



Apr 10, 2020

The Black Forest


Take a walk with me, take my hand

Let show you something of fantastical-and-demur;

A place that is not of this land,

Let me lead you beyond, let me take you further

Then you have ever seen; beyond the grim-and-grime

Of a world so improper and without.

Here, take my hand, I won’t leave you behind

To take demise amidst this place of wretch-and-clout.

Feel my skin, the sweat and the tears

That pulse within these veins;

I have seen what can come of the years

In a world without stain.

Let me show you this thing fantastical,

A land beyond-and-without, one cannot find without guide.

In its heart you may find something misunderstood, something magical,


The Black Forest

Night falls

Draping the forest in dark

Strange animal calls

No longer having a lark

I have lost my way

Separated from friends

Had such hope in this day

Can’t wait for it to end

A simple camping trip

Now searching escape

A river found for water to sip

Desperation takes shape

I hear a noise nearby

My heart skips a beat

Don’t want to die

Alone in the trees

I hear my name

I follow it – I think it’s to the west

I see our camp – a flickering flame

No longer lost in the Black Forest

​​​​​​​​​​​©April 10, 2020

​​​​​​​​​​​J.E. McKnighgt

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