Creatures Of The Forest

• Hollie Noble, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2018

Tall forest trees standing still and quiet,
Like a photograph.
Light rain pouring down on my skin
As if there were tiny spiders crawling down my spine.
Little whispers of the forest creatures
Music to my ears.
Standing still in the rain,
As if I’ve seen a ghost.
The smell of pine and bark gather as one
To concoct a smell,
I won’t forget…