On a forest walk. Poetry from the pen of

~ Chris Black ~The Poet's Poet~

~The Poet’s Poet~

It felt as though

The trees were

Stretching out

their arms, embracing

the visitor.

Birds

Singing songs of sunlight.

The crunch

as twigs snapped.

Sounds of the forest

Light on the ear.

The smell of early morning.

Damp to the touch

as we fingered wild flowers.

© Chris Black. January 2019

#Poetry #amwriting

Published by Chris Black ~The Poet's Poet~

The published and unpublished manuscripts of Chris Black. A writer from Wexford, Chris has been writing and publishing poetry for over quarter of a century. September 2016 saw his dream come to fruition with the publication of his first book of Poetry and Short Stories titled Same Train, Different Track. Preferred reading - Autobiographies, the history of the native American Indian and a vast array of poetry books. Continues to write by day and night by giving the sawdust a shake which in turn awakens the grey matter. - has an eclectic taste in music, spent 16 happy years as a radio presenter in a part time capacity while "slaving" away at the coal face now enjoying all that retirement has to offer and more. Tweets @CJBlack2012, on Soundcloud @ https://soundcloud.com/the-poets-poet-1 youtube @Chris Black-poetry-spoken word. You can find his "work" at https://chrisblack2012.wordpress.com If you do happen to drop by do let him know your thoughts, who you are and where you come from - He will in time also pay you a return visit. Thank you.

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