In this old, familiar wood
I take my hood
Down, just
In time for the rain.
I shall not put it up again.
Thoughts of lust,
Of lost love,
And friendship I shall retain,
For a while. But this wood
And the rain,
Shall remain.
In this old, familiar wood
I take my hood
Down, just
In time for the rain.
I shall not put it up again.
Thoughts of lust,
Of lost love,
And friendship I shall retain,
For a while. But this wood
And the rain,
Shall remain.
Gorgeous poem, Kevin.
Thank you, Gabriela.
I composed this poem just after having returned from a walk with my dog, in the woods near to my home. It was going around in my head, so I wrote it down while it was fresh in my mind.
Best wishes, Kevin
I am glad you wrote it down. It’s gorgeous and it was a pleasure to read it, Kevin.
All the best to you too.
Thank you, Gabriela. I always appreciate your comments, which are, I know, heartfelt. Kevin
My pleasure. Kevin. I really like this poem.
Thank you, Gabriela. Have a good week. Kevin
The line “I shall not put it up again” felt so powerful. Great job!
Thank you. I’m delighted you enjoyed reading my poem. Best wishes, Kevin
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Many thanks for sharing my poem, which is very much appreciated. Kind regards, Kevin
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Beautiful…
Many thanks for sharing my work, which is much appreciated. Best wishes, Kevin
You’re welcome 😊