Green Forest: Cliff Wedgbury

Take this beautiful forest,

It could be any,

But let’s take this one.

Tall trees are waving their arms in the breeze.

Observe spiders casting silver lines,

Listen to lovers whispering through filtered sunlight,

Find soft colours,

Where birds and foxes make their homes.

Find peace.


Take a group of men with a common aim,

A few machines,

And very soon you have an empty space.


Take a beautiful forest,


Take this one,

It may be the last.

Put it under your coat,

Run all the way home,

Hide it in the attic,

And tonight,

When a group of men walk down your street,

Do not tremble,

I will be your decoy,

And stand on the corner,

Waving my arms in the breeze.

Draw the curtains,

They’ll soon be gone.

We may need you,

Before too long.

About the author

Cliff Wedgbury

Cliff Wedgbury is a Cork based poet, born in London in 1946. His last collection, “A Lingering Adolescence,” was published by Belfast/Lapwing.

3 Responses to Green Forest: Cliff Wedgbury

  • Green | Sixteen Magazine

    […] In the poetry section, there was fierce competition and ultimate it came down to choosing between two very strong poems. Cliff Wedgbury’s Green Forest won out in the end but it would be wrong not to mention John MacDonald and his witty poem about cucumbers called The Claim of This Body Wash. Ultimately, however, Green Forest won out with its simple message about how man and his machine kill green. Wedgbury presses home the importance of looking after the environment without being preachy or judgemental. Read the poem here >> […]

    • Maureen levy

      Where the poem about the Cucumbers? You’re teasing us by alluding to it..
      I’d love to read it!

  • Cliff

    Thanks for choosing my poem “Green Forest” Cliff

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