In a Wood

Here’s a poem I wrote several years ago.  It’s a bit rhymey and what not, but I have always liked it.

 

A man with hair
As dark as night
Walked through a wood
Without a light.

Humming and whistling
He hadn’t a care
Of what was here
Or what was there.

He saw ahead
Upon a rock;
Someone had placed
Their long, black frock.

So then he thought:
“If someone felt
They should leave theirs here,
I’ll leave mine as well.”

So he left his frock
And walked away.
Humming and whistling,
He continued his day.

Soon he found
Upon a tree;
A small red hat
With a stripe of green.

Then came this thought:
“If someone felt
They should leave theirs here,
I’ll leave mine as well.”

So he removed his hat
And continued on,
Humming and whistling
Without a hat on.

Then he tripped upon
A small pair of shoes,
Something someone would
Surely hate to lose.

And yet he thought:
“If someone felt
They should leave theirs here,
I’ll leave mine as well.”

So he untied his shoes
And left them there,
Humming and whistling
With his feet bare.

The path then split
As night began to fall.
He knew not which to take.
Had no idea at all!

He looked up and saw
Amongst the trees
A little bluebird
Perched in the leaves.

It looked at the man
And flew to the left.
The man thought then:
“He must know best.”

He followed the bird
Deep in the wood.
And as cold fell with night,
He desired a hood.

The wood darkened,
The bird now lost.
He looked ’round at the trees,
Now covered with frost.

He began to shiver,
And looked down at his toes.
“Oh how I wish
I still had my clothes!”

Thus he died that night
In the bitter cold;
In the middle of a wood,
Lost and alone.

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