A magical forest
huge trunks every where
a primeval happening
such beauty they share
from the road looking high
The true soldiers they stand
Heading up to the sky
the great Sitka Spruces
and Japanese Larch
commercial conifers
seemingly March
upwards and always
red cedars and all
hemlock and sessile oak
creating a wall
of beautiful beings
an army up there
Bringing their silence
for us all to share
a peculiar darkness
a stature of soul
mosses and lichens
out of control
the great under storey
where rabbits and fox
tiptoe and eyeball
the conifer stocks
a foretaste of longing
of bygones before
this great unbelievable forested core
verdant and leafy
an inky refrain
masses of pine needles
a shimmering chain
of survivability
during long days of rain.
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.