Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Saturday 4 January 2014

Forests

are cradles of wisdom.
Since abandoning them
for progressive sleaze
we humans have been unable to
see the wood for the trees.

3 comments:

Karl said...

My best experience over Christmas was walking dogs in the woods. I wanted to stay there and never come out.

David Rickerby said...

You should try sleeping in them. On a clear night, a sleeping bag on a bed of leaves, is the best nights sleep you'll get.

Bearz said...

Well I sleep in a house with very little soundproofing near a small forest and yes the forest does 'sing' to me at night and it is quite a sound that the wind makes through the trees.