The enchanted forests

A giant black caterpillar
With the haunting orange spot in the middle
As if dressed for a Halloween party
Expanding and contracting
To its internal drumming beat
May never finish crossing the road.
Where is he headed anyway?

Things get blown out of proportion
When you focus on them long enough

A tiny drop under the microscope
Reveals bugs and creatures of all kinds
Not seen by a naked eye
Dive deeper and you can see cells
Dive even deeper...
You may drown and never finish exploring

Or take another path instead
And imagine things that never existed
Wandering in the enchanted forests of your dreams
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Posted: Nov 2019
About this poem:
Sometimes fairytales feel real

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salamuna
Deeply going poem and also a strong one.I wish you could find a magical forest. Thank you Ya for sharing cheering
trurorob
Very clever write, enjoyed reading
Rob
yaspark
Thank you Sa! We surely can find them if we keep looking. wave
yaspark
Thank you Rob, always good to hear from you!
godsprincess
I hope the black caterpillars orange spot under the microscope is really small for this winter. Seriously the imagination takes us to deep into the mysterious forests of the world. Thanks for sharing.

Kathy teddybear
EXRED
Yes the forests are magical indeed. Enjoyed reading
yaspark
Thank you Kathy, find it liberating to get out of the box occasionally.wave
yaspark
Thank you Red, good to hear from you!handshake
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