Staring at the sky

But the world is out there,
Beyond the woodland fringe,
Where ambience destroyed,
This peace in pieces.
And I'm reminded of,
This time, like the stream, that trickles slowly by,
Whilst I'm staring at the sky.

The last stanza was deifnately the best - excellently written - it was a brilliant and very original piece of poetry.

Peace. [Sole]

Very unique i like how you were staring at the sky at the end of every stanza
the imagry was beautiful on this poem i really liked it.

Wowo i really felt like i was there! great descriptions adn the changed of style has obv worked well for you. just one sugestion, the first line
- The fallen tree; once mighty has fallen
i think you should change the first 'fallen' to some other adjective because, erm, well i just think it would make it better! xx

Heyy
wow.. different, unique, brilliant, hehe. Every line seemed to have a meaning.:)