What the Woods Hold
trees full of secrets—a never-ending poem response
The woods keep things for me they guard my hopes the dreams I won’t tell another human so I whisper to the trees to the squirrels and deer to the brooks and streams
Because I can’t hold onto them all or I will burst for I am too full of hope too excited for the future to keep it all inside
but that’s not the whole story even in this diary here I am trying to keep up appearances
the truth is the woods hold more than my hopes nature guards my despair, my fears my misunderstandings things I am embarrassed to say out loud or even write down
I will say this — I need the woods and after visiting for years I’m beginning to think the woods need me, too it isn’t just the trees that hold my secrets the forest’s secrets are buried deep in me
Thank you to Hirsch Singh, MSc for tagging me in your poem “Camouflage.” I enjoyed writing a response to the prompt “Woods” and appreciate you including me in the never-ending poem.
I’d love to tag a few poets now to keep the never-ending poem going — Amy Marley, Shoreditchpoet, Valeria Martinez, Eli Snow, R Tsambounieri Talarantas, Uchechi Obasi, Neha Sandhir S. To the poets I have listed, your prompt is “tiger.” To anyone else reading this, you are welcome to respond to the prompt as well — please do!
Thanks for reading!
© Katie Rodante 2020
Katie Rodante is a writer living in sunny Dallas, Texas with her loving husband, two wild young children, and a lazy maltese. While she began her career as a paralegal, she found her passion is in creative fiction. Her works include a poetry book of Halloween haiku titled Autumn Reveries, several short stories, and two in-progress novels: a women’s fiction novel about love and loss, and a fantasy series involving wizards and music. Connect with me on Twitter, Instagram, and sign up for my newsletter which explores the intersection of creativity and intentional living.






