I wrote this poem in writing group. It was inspired by the poem, "13 Different ways of looking at a Blackbird"
In the vast forest,
the only sound
was a falling walnut.
II.
Taken from sky
to earth,
the walnut sits for many seasons.
III.
The mountain adventurer,
knapsack leaning on his back,
steps on a walnut.
IV.
If a walnut falls in a forest,
and no one is around to hear it,
does it really make a sound at all?
V.
The Walnut,
eaten by people,
eaten by squirrels.
VI.
Who walks in the many
cliffs, crags and fissures
in the shell of a walnut.
VII.
There are some with
a rare talent, to
see the pattern in the leaves
of a walnut tree.
VIII.
Rain falls in a storm,
the pattering
is accompanied by
the creaking of a walnut tree.
IX.
The food critic sips
wine aged in a barrel
made of walnut
and nods.
X.
They thought they found
Blackbeard's lost treasure
but when they opened the chest
they found that it was full of walnuts.
Yay! I love this!
ReplyDeleteIt has a really good rhythm to it, like 13 Ways of looking at a Blackbird.