Crimson’s Creative Challenge #261 #Sylvan stroll

Forsooth we strolled between the trees

no sound appeared there to be heard

no melodic calling of the bird

bushes tremble although no breeze

air cold though sunshine all around

fleabane, hemlock cover the ground

a place where sprites may take their ease.

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2 responses to “Crimson’s Creative Challenge #261 #Sylvan stroll

  1. I like it, as you knew I would. But it’s dog’s mercury on that woodland floor, that’s the only thing that makes it green! 😊😊😊

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