This trail was made for such as me
Who’d sometimes like a woods to see
Though urban sidewalks faithfully
May lead me on elsewhere.
Without the leaves my sight can go
Between the bony branches so
I look about. Beyond them show
Home-bound streets out there.
Linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. Although chilly and overcast my walk through autumn’s presentation of Somme Woods made me smile.
Also linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “spooky”. The photo below with all the dark, bony branches seem spooky.


Great spooky shot, Frank!
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Thank you, K’lee!
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Nothing is like home even through bony woods. Great poem, Frank!
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Thank you, Miriam!
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You’re welcome, Frank!
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Reblogged this on Fae Corps Publishing.
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Nice poem with some nicely atmospheric photos.
“Somme” is appropriate for remembrance week, too.
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Thank you, Dale!
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Nice poem. It looks like a great place to walk, very inviting, but very flat compared to NH 😉 (I grew up in Northern Ohio so I know flat).
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Thank you, Trent! It is flat.
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Two places at once. Nice capture. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe!
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an eeries walk indeed, you captured it well in words and pic 🙂
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Thank you, Kate!
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I like that your response was a piece of poetry.
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Thank you, Colline!
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Forest Home Free Beyond
Concrete Jungles
of Structured Brain Same
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Thank you, Fred!
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SMiLes Frank
Freedom Fall
FoRest
to
You..:)
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Very nice, Frank.
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Thank you, Robbie!
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