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In The Forest

May 10, 2013

In the forest,

I stand,

In seeming solitude.

But the skitter

Of squirrels in pine needles,

the crow’s caw above,

And the whoosh

Of wind caressing treetops

Remind me-

I am not


In the company of nature

In the company of nature


This post is brought to you by the Trifecta weekend writing prompt – and nature!

TrifectaPicture11-1Here is the challenge:  On to the weekend challenge.  This weekend we want you to give us 33 words (exactly) that include among them at least one example of onomatopoeia.  When looking for a good page to link to in order to help describe the device, we stumbled upon our very own Apoplectic Apostrophes‘ post on literary devices.  Check it out if you need help remembering how onomatopoeia work.

Click on the Tricycle picture if you want to read other entries, or give it a try yourself!

Have a beautiful, peaceful weekend :)

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  1. May 10, 2013 8:01 AM

    The tap of my fingers on the keys has turned into a fast click because I can’t tell you fast enough how well done this is.

    • May 10, 2013 10:59 AM

      Thanks for quickly clicking your comment, Lance- I’m glad you enjoyed the poem. Being in the forest really is great (the unidentified late-night noises are a little creepy, but so far, we haven’t been bothered!)

  2. Kir Piccini permalink
    May 10, 2013 8:06 AM

    Whoosh, skitter, caw…all wonderful words to use for the call of the wild, all good words to take us from here and outside.

    this was beautiful. :)

    • May 10, 2013 10:59 AM

      Thanks, Kir. It’s so hard to do nature justice in only 33 words :)

      • Kir Piccini permalink
        May 10, 2013 11:16 AM

        but you DO…you always do.

        • May 10, 2013 11:18 AM

          Thank you for thinking/writing that, Kir :)

        • Kir Piccini permalink
          May 10, 2013 11:22 AM

          you should always tell people when they inspire, move , mean something to you. Don’t you think?

          I don’t do it enough, but you have a gift that I feel privileged to be a part of..just by reading you.

        • May 10, 2013 11:24 AM

          Okay, are you trying to make me cry or something? :lol:

          Yes, I agree on both counts – we should let people know they matter…and I don’t do it nearly enough, either!

  3. May 10, 2013 8:14 AM

    “Remind me- I am not alone” nature has a way of doing that doesn’t it? Thank you for sharing this piece

  4. May 10, 2013 8:29 AM

    I love skitter.

  5. May 10, 2013 9:02 AM

    Beautiful, Janna. “Onomatopoeia = the sounds of nouns” . . . so said the babbling brook and whistling wind.

    • May 10, 2013 11:05 AM

      You’ve got a handle on onomatopoeia, Nancy! (writes the babbling blogger with the whistling mind…)

  6. May 10, 2013 9:18 AM

    I could hear all of it. I felt like I was walking through the woods as I read it. Fantastic!

    • May 10, 2013 11:09 AM

      I’m glad my words took you there, Nenna. I didn’t even get to the smells- I love the smell of pine needles, bark – and clean air :)

  7. May 10, 2013 9:20 AM

    Love the phrase “in the company of nature”. Something everyone should experience – might make a difference in society

    • May 10, 2013 11:10 AM

      Undisturbed nature is beautiful. It makes me sad when people destroy just for the sake of destroying. I like the Scouting ideal of “Leave No Trace” – when camping they instill the goal of leaving the ground as good or better than when they came. Thanks for reading, Phil!

  8. May 10, 2013 10:28 AM

    One might be alone in nature, but one is far from lonely! Thanks for describing it so well!

    • May 10, 2013 11:12 AM

      You summarized it well, Debbie. Solitude is only an illusion…in the daytime, it’s not scary at all. (At night, the sounds can sometimes be unnerving!)

  9. May 10, 2013 2:59 PM

    Love the verbs you used – skitter, whoosh, and caw are wonderful – and your piece. Wonderfully sensory. Thanks for sharing.

    • May 11, 2013 10:36 AM

      Thanks, Diane! This is really how I feel surrounded by trees, so this poem ‘spoke’ to me. I’m glad you enjoyed reading it!

  10. May 10, 2013 3:43 PM

    Your wonderful poem reminds me of that ridiculous metaphysical question … ‘if a tree falls in a forest, and no-one hears, did it really happen?’ … assuming that human ears are the only one’s that matter! Silly humans.

    • May 11, 2013 10:38 AM

      Hahaha! That is a silly question. It shows the egocentricity of humans (we think the world revolves around us, so if we don’t hear it, it doesn’t exist :)) Thanks for stopping by to read, Widdershins! I saw you posted another episode of Identical but I haven’t had the concentration to devote to it…I’ll be by shortly, though!

  11. May 10, 2013 3:52 PM

    I love this – and I think onomatopoeia is one of the best words in the English language! :D

    • May 11, 2013 10:39 AM

      It’s a fun word to say, Dianne, but darned if I could ever spell it right without auto correct!

  12. May 10, 2013 5:40 PM

    Onomatopoeia! The alliteration! The assonance! It’s enough to make any word-nerd swoon!

    Beautifully written.

    • May 11, 2013 10:40 AM

      Your comment made me smile, LTBG. Thanks for stopping by to read my prompt response!

  13. May 10, 2013 6:40 PM

    Onomatopoeia is one of my favorite words. Do you live near the forest now? I liked your poem.

    • May 11, 2013 10:41 AM

      We moved out of the desert and into the pines in March…but the photo in this post was from a camping trip last year. We are enjoying it up here so far, Patti :)

  14. May 10, 2013 7:21 PM

    Great example of how words can create feeling of place. Good job.

  15. May 11, 2013 4:27 AM

    I love the atmosphere created by this poem, and you’ve used onomatopoeia in such a subtle, clever way. Well done Janna!

    • May 11, 2013 10:43 AM

      Thanks, GodGirl. Subtle is a good way to put it – I didn’t want it to be obvious and forced, so I am glad that it came off the way I intended.

  16. Draug419 permalink
    May 11, 2013 5:52 AM

    Damn Nature, you loud. :D Great piece!

    • May 11, 2013 10:45 AM

      You haven’t heard loud until you’ve heard the pre-dawn songs of birds in Maui (it sounds like there must be 10,000 of them!) Thanks for reading, Draug!

  17. May 11, 2013 6:17 AM

    such a pleasing picture of the outdoors, good job as usual.

  18. May 11, 2013 6:22 AM

    I felt like I was standing there with you surrounded by the beauty of nature. Love those sounds and this piece.

    • May 11, 2013 10:46 AM

      I’m glad it took you there, Gina. That’s exactly what I hoped it would do :)

  19. May 11, 2013 7:06 AM

    A lovely poem. Nothing like a whoosh to remind us that we’re never truly alone.

  20. May 11, 2013 9:18 AM

    Beautiful piece of writing and subtle, but very effective use of onomatopoeia. Well done. :)

    • May 11, 2013 10:48 AM

      Thanks, Lumdog! I wanted to work it in where it felt comfortable. I appreciate you reading and taking time to comment!

  21. May 11, 2013 11:04 AM

    Delightful Janet. If this were on a card, I’d buy it. :D

  22. May 11, 2013 11:09 AM

    This is beautiful, giving my heart a quiet shhhhhh.

    • May 12, 2013 9:50 PM

      Exactly the effect I experience, and I hoped to convey. Thanks for reading, Whimsygizmo.

  23. May 11, 2013 5:41 PM

    I love taking such solitary walks and listening to the wind sing through the leaves.

  24. May 11, 2013 9:01 PM

    I never feel alone in the forest for those very reasons you mention. Loved this.

  25. May 12, 2013 2:15 AM

    Ah this is exquisite … love is :-)

  26. May 12, 2013 4:30 AM

    Lovely! I felt like I was there in the forest too.

  27. May 12, 2013 9:38 AM

    I love how the sounds really put me there!

  28. May 12, 2013 11:10 AM

    Loved the little shiver that ran up my spine as I read the “not alone” part:-)Great piece Janna.

    • May 12, 2013 9:56 PM

      I love how each person can interpret poems so differently. I had a peaceful scene in mind, but after reading your comment, it could be an ominous thing. (And then I wonder, if the murderer from your piece was still in your head…he knows he’s not alone…bwaa ha ha ha :))

      • May 13, 2013 4:02 AM

        So true-our world view colours our perception & that’s why it’s so much fun to be able to read/write -it opens up so many other worlds:”-)Lol!Yes,you are right Janna,that murderer of mine must have been preying on my mind(I am obsessed with murders,am I not?hee!hee!)

        • May 14, 2013 11:34 PM

          Your murders are fun, though, Atreyee :) Wow. That comment doesn’t make me look very good!

  29. May 12, 2013 11:14 AM

    Enjoyed the sentiment in this, and the skitter of squirrels – lovely.

    • May 12, 2013 9:57 PM

      I’m glad you enjoyed it, Sarah Ann. Squirrels are all over right now and they are skitter-y :)

  30. May 12, 2013 4:52 PM

    Great nature piece. Loved your choice of verbs, too!

    • May 12, 2013 9:57 PM

      Thanks, Kymm. I really “felt” this one and am glad others could feel it, too!

  31. May 12, 2013 8:33 PM

    In this case a little natural company would be welcomed if it sounds as lovely as this.

    Thanks for linking up!

    • May 12, 2013 9:58 PM

      Thanks! Friendly nature noises are soothing. The growl of a mountain lion, the grunt of a bear or the rattle of a snake? Not so much!

  32. May 12, 2013 11:34 PM

    You will never be alone Janna… we will follow you for your writing… wherever you go :)

  33. May 13, 2013 8:30 PM

    This is why I need to be reminded of English terms like onomatopoeia. I think I like the word splat. And I really liked “splat mat” that I placed under the highchair when my children were little :) It is pretty easy to figure out what it is and what it’s for.

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