The Dance of the Forest

Nestled deep inside the darkened woods
Ancient sequoias stir the sky
Standing tall as sentinels
Their rings mark time gone by
Wells of memory
Hidden within
Life breathing
Linchpin
Soul

Note on the form:
This poem is a nonet. It has nine lines. The first line has nine syllables and each subsequent line has one less syllable until the last line ends with just one syllable.

About the Writer

Sarah Steinbacher

Growing up Sarah wanted to be a teacher, writer, mom, and lawyer and she considers accomplishing three out of the four a win. A former national curriculum writer with an Ed.D. in education, she now enjoys writing children’s books that don’t shy away from life’s ups and downs. She lives in South Carolina with her husband, three children, three cats, and a tortoise. Follow Sarah on Twitter @SarahSteinbac11