Forest Ghosts and Forest Green

Sorry I didn’t post yesterday. I fell asleep! Here’s a new post.


Out of the lush fir and cedar forests
There they stood — Ghost Trees.
Marching down into the valleys
And up the opposite hills.
Lining up along the ridges,
Climbing the bluff,
Looking like a porcupine’s back.

White columns,
Barkless and denuded of vegetation.
A silent witness to the cataclysmic fire
That enveloped the forest.

A swath of sunlight
Cutting across the valley.
Columns gleaming white
Between swatches of dead gray.

There. A sapphire gem —
Blue Lake —
Sitting serenely in its bowl,
Untouched —
As though nothing had happened.

There is little evidence of the fire
By the time you’ve reached Suttle Lake.
The long water body is still
Surrounded by green
As far as the eye can see.
Another sapphire — set in the midst
Of jade and emeralds.

On we go, down and up,.
The black ribbon highway
Cutting through majestic,
Towering Ponderosa Pines;
Their tan bark marbled with dark lines.

Did you know?
Ponderosa bark smells
Like vanilla.


About torimcrae

Tori is a good writer aspiring to be a great writer. The mother of four adult kids she is currently pursuing postponed dreams. She enjoys her grandkids, traveling with hubby, spinning fiber, weaving, and raising Shih Tzus. Currently Tori posts to this blog on Mondays and Fridays.
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7 Responses to Forest Ghosts and Forest Green

  1. Carol says:

    Sleep is good. 🙂

    This is a great poem… prose poem? Very descriptive, especially the “… Another sapphire — set in the midst of jade and emeralds.” I’ve never noticed how Ponderosa bark smells. Now I’m going to have to check for myself. 🙂

    • torimcrae says:

      Carol, I already replied to this by e-mail but want to add that I really enjoy your blog and hope for a great crossover from the link on my blog. Regarding the poem: I wasn’t sure it was a poem either but a friend of mine who has been published and also teaches poetry assured me it was. I hope to get pictures of the two lakes I wrote about and repost the blog.

      • Carol says:

        If you were waiting for a response, I haven’t seen any e-mail from you, so you might want to resent it.

      • torimcrae says:

        Funny. I can’t find it either. It’s not under “Drafts” or anywhere else. Can’t remember what I said except maybe that I’m honored you’re still following my blog and I hope people are connecting to yours from the link on my blog page. Regarding the smell of Ponderosa pines: some people think it smells more like bubble gum. Regarding the “sapphire” lake: If there is room along the highway I’m hoping to pull over and take pictures of the lake(s). If I can I’ll repost the blog with the pictures.
        p.s. How was the writers’ conference?

      • Carol says:

        No problem re the e-mail. Hope you get your lake photos to post. 🙂
        The conference I registered for doesn’t happen until mid October. I just like to get such details out of the way early.

  2. books494 says:

    I don’t know how you do it..sleep is good. the poem….It’s the colours and the passing smells that we remember…it is a poem no doubt:) I can remember my first smell of pine..always!

    • torimcrae says:

      Eleanor, I’m glad you liked “Forest Ghosts…” A forest ranger encouraged my children to smell the Ponderosa pines to determine their smell, if they had one. I couldn’t resist smelling along with them. A delightful aroma. Regarding sleep: I don’t have to get up to go to work and I have a very understanding hubby. He lets me sleep in the morning.
      p.s. I’m glad you’re so supportive of parents!

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