The skis are cloudy
Deep cottony gray
Cold winds are blowing
Old man winter
Biting hard upon
My freezing ears
Dry leaves of various hues
Completely cover
The surrounding grounds
Were leafless trees reside
Flurries of light snow
Swirling in a frenzy
My nutty retiever
Chasing dry leaves
Blown by the wind
As a cat while stalking
Playfully chases a mouse
Not heeding to my commands
I continue walking
Till out of sight,
was my house,
Totally consumed
As if swallowed by the forest
That now surrounds me.
You paint the feel of winter beautifully, William...as you bask in the sun you remember it well...I will send you some of my winter for some of your warm sunshine...
love and peace, Carole
You paint quite a winter scene, William - and although I enjoy all four seasons, I'm already dreaming of Maiden Spring since Old Man Winter has been quite nasty around these parts lately.
Reviewed by Michael Mathieu (Reader)
Reviewed on January 22, 2007
Beautiful imagrery William,I wish we had some snow to take this walk.
Nicely done,
Michael
Reviewed by Dove JoAnne Cromp (Reader)
Reviewed on January 22, 2007
William, you sound so at peace..It's great to see your wonderous works...
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
Love,
CJ
love and peace, Carole
Regis
wouldlove for my home to be swallowed by the forrest
and nature
beautiful
Sandie Angel :o)
yours,
simonb
Beautifully written, William!
Thank you
Love, Sheila
Blessings,
George
well done
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Nicely done,
Michael
Love Agape, Jo