Quench This Thirst
Give me a forest trail
beneath radiant amber leaves
that dance playfully in sunlight,
past stony outcrops that speak
of history embraced in layers of time
that seeps to form rivulets of life
that feed streams great and small.
Take me to the banks of those rivers
where the forest’s roots reach to the water.
Just as their thirst is quenched,
let mine be so, that I may know
the beauty of leaves, of water, and of sky.
This poem is my response to Three little words, the prompt from Sarah at dVerse ~ Poets Pub, which is to use one of the provided sets of three words in a poem. The sets of words are from “What 3 Words,” a project that divides the entire world into 3-meter squares, giving each square a 3-word designation. From the provided list, I have chosen quench.forest.rivers to use in my poem.
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I love the movement in this, the ebb and flow between forest and river, lovingly detailed.
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Thank you, Sarah. 🙂
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I agree… that’s why I try to go out in the forest every weekend… we will hunt for mushrooms this upcoming weekend I think.
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Thanks, Björn. Enjoy your time there.
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The perfect trio for you. (K)
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I’m right there, sublime nature, open to everything.
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Yes, if we but listen. Thank you, Paul.
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Yes indeed.
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I love the tone and lyrical movement of this poem. Especially; “past stony outcrops that speak of history embraced in layers of time.”💝
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Thank you, Sanaa. I had fun with the significance of “past.”
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May we all know the wonder of leaves, water and sky. Forests are such peaceful places.
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Yes, like healing places. Thank you, Beverly.
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I so love the beauty of nature in those forest and rivers. I inahle these and I am content.
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Yes, like a tonic. 🙂
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I feel this is like a prayer.
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Like a mantra. I like that thought.
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A refreshing walk in the woods is good for the soul…thanks, Ken!
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🙂 Thanks for coming along., Lynn.
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I especially love the lines: ‘rivulets of life/that feed streams great and small.’ From small springs stem great rivers!
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Thank you, Ingrid. 🙂
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The perfect words for you! This is so lovely. Those last three lines are like a prayer to the universe.
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Thank you, Merril. Our corner of the universe could certainly use them.
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Beautiful, lyrical piece, Ken.
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Thank you, Betty. 🙂
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