Wild Romania

It’s the second day of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020!   The prompt today is:

to write a poem about a specific place —  a particular house or store or school or office. Try to incorporate concrete details, like street names, distances (“three and a half blocks from the post office”), the types of trees or flowers, the color of the shirts on the people you remember there

To this, though I might have gone along with this, I won’t.   I have picked a study that I wrote based on part of a nature documentary on Romania’s central forested woodlands.

Breath of Nature - Aboreal Fishbowl of Forest Life

Wild Romania
by Michael Doyle

In the heart of Europe, begins the story
Bright lights shine out in measured glory
The days drift in a come and go
As time slips by in ebb and flow

Beyond the hustle and bustle of the city
A place of natural wonder and beauty
This place of wilderness where ancient forest grows
Great mountains reach to kiss the skies and rivers flow

Winding along as these twist and turn
Beasts roam steeped in the myths we learn
As these struggle to survive the changing seasons
Each of these important for their own reasons

Outlasting if they can the winter's freeze
To frolic in spring and summer as they please
Preparing again for winter with Autumn's play
So it goes on and on in nature's living history

Untamed Romania calls us to come explore
A bounty so rich it can never be poor
Spellbinding sunrises and crisp winter falls
All of these wilds breath as these call

The Carpathian Mountains are Romania's backbone
Winter here is a cruel mistress of stone
There is very little but ice and snow
A frozen embrace where very few go

Then just as suddenly, Spring begins to stir
With its waking giants of green laced conifer
Little shots of sunlight beams and brown bears awake
From their deep sleep with a mighty shake

Five thousand bears awaken from their winter rest
Spread out across the beautiful wooded forest
While wild boar forage looking for a nibble to eat
And their stragglers become the wolves' treat

(c) April 2, 2020  Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

Egotist - Eyes On A Blue Horizon




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