When you reach the forest which way does the wind blow?
Rippled currents of warm breath through dried thickets
Leaving a once vibrant tree of love parched yet reaching
Reaching for the roots that you have left uprooted, and exposed

Wallowing in this now desolate forest of past hope
Stung by the dark predators left behind by your shadows
Shadows blanket the vast brown hue of bygone’s greenery
Naked dehydration runs rampant like a stalked deer

You have left a beaver’s dam empty of liquid passage
Passage into a world of silence that echoes loudly
Hunter turned hunted in the breath of a fatal kiss
Kiss of a slow death begging the return of muddied lips

When you reach the forest does the sun burn eternally?
Forever craving the kiss from muddied lips of rose red
Oh, sung song of the lonely songbird sings repeatedly for me!
Flight of spring’s love brought flames of impassioned death

You took me into the embrace of love’s exquisite harvest
You took me to the depths of pandemonium, and made me love it!
You longed the sound of a fallen tree, and I fell just for you!
Enrapturing me within the confines of a sun’s kiss upon a thorn studded rose

When you reach the forest do you recognize the cries of me?
Me, the love struck one that crawled at your unforgiving side
Through the lush essence that slays the darkest of nights
A night time that opens wide, and swallows the fading memory of me

When you reach the forest stop, listen, and hold me again
Hear the thunder of a broken hourglass in the quicksand of you!
Oh, how I crave the muddied lips that breathes the fatal kiss
Kiss me once more my love, and put me out of my misery!

As a huge fan of Pablo Neruda this is my attempt at writing in his style. If you never read Pablo I would highly recommend you do. This poem was inspirred by this piece pf his: http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/pablo_neruda/poems/15712

Catching just a feather of the wind through your soul

Bravo,,,

Great piece. Great poets.