The Forest Was Still

Today the forest was still.
The wind was calm.
The air had become heavy and stifling.
The sky has no clouds.

I know this will become a pattern.
Once it has become a plague,
the living creatures will flee.

I hope someday the omen will be over.
Then I can forget all the sorrow.

Today I have only fear.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

Follow me on Twitter: @williamwayneb

© 2013 W. Wayne B.

About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.
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