View of the Woods

by Stock Character

I have no wooded isle all my own. No place where thoughts can wander, where spirits roam. My heart, empty for the filling, longs for space to expand and hold all of my minds secrets and wants in place for a soulful examination. I hold no one place for quiet revelry but look inside my own devices, my own mechanical store room for enlightenment. When gazes wander over my own I see nothing. I know nothing; I feel nothing in this empty place but my own self and the wanderings of my misguided thoughts. Were that I could remember them as I wander, wondering through the forests of my thoughts.

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Average Reader Rating: 4.0 stars out of 5

  1. View of the Woods

    THX 0477's Buddy Icon THX 0477

    Posted 8 months ago

    3.0 out of 5 stars

    Really interesting beginning and very lyrical. But it wound up a bit repetitive by the end and I kept hoping it would go somewhere. You have a nice way with words though.

  2. View of the Woods

    Mk's Buddy Icon Mk

    Posted 8 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    I agree that this did have a lyrical sound to it, but I thought the whole thing turned out nicely. Great job :) I’d love to see some more of your work

  3. View of the Woods

    User 6209's Buddy Icon User 6209

    Posted 3 months ago

    I like the repetitive aspect, because it emphasizes the theme of the writing—wandering. Wandering can often be/seem aimless and repetitive. So can thoughts. So, their intersection here made sense to me.

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