Across the Back Yard

Milton H Peebles III on Jun 8, 2009

We have thick woods behind our back yard. Just wondering what it out there.

Across the Back Yard
7 June 09

Across the back yard
. . . I see the woods
I wonder what is
. . .down that trail

Could the fairies be
. . .watching me
I wonder what they
. . . think of me

The woods are
. . .calling me
What is waiting for
. . .me in there

It could be a place
. . .for dragons and dryads
Maybe I could meet the
. . .Queen of Dragons

Her long white wavy hair
. . .and green sparkling eyes
Could and very surely
. . .capture my heart

What am I
. . .waiting for
I stand here looking
. . .at the woods

I feel the call
. . .calling me to go
She could be the
. . .death of me

If I go
. . .will I return
Do I actually
. . .want to return

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Daisy Peasblossom on Jun 8, 2009
Darla Cooke on Jun 8, 2009
We live across the road from my Grandparents house and there are thick woods behind us. I used to dream about a large green dragon coming out of the woods. The dreams stopped when I got married and we moved in a green single wide trailer here. Weird, huh?
Christine Ramsay on Jun 8, 2009
I like the idea of fantasy in the woods. You’ll have to go and have a look.

Christine
sandie on Jun 8, 2009
a nice poem.
lisa on Jun 9, 2009
Knowing me I would be curious enough that I might go check.
irishpen on Jun 11, 2009
I like the way it flows! Very cool!
Palestrya on May 4, 2011
Interesting write. Whenever I see a trail, I always wonder what could be there and if I might find something really neat – just for me to find . . .

Hi there!