Yesterday Morning
The wind blew an icy chill
Deep into my bones
As I near a serene babbling brook
Just a few feet from the edge
Of the woods
As I listened to the mini rapids
Just rolling down hill.
The howling wind
Rushed through the bear trees
Bringing warnings
Of something residing in the air
Descending upon us.
A calmness has arrived
Between each flake swirling silently by
Powder snow gently falling
The silent that surrounds me
Is deafening.
Even within my head
I can hear myself thinking
Only the dull crunch
Of the dry snow beneath my feet
Breaks the silence
That dwells within my head.
By: William Bonilla
“D’Artagnan”
12/31/08
I like the contrast between the many different images here. There's an overall feeling of peace, maybe because of the alone time. A great poem:)
Sheila
Love,
Becca~
Edwin
Your words painted such beautiful picture
I saw the snowy and now I'm very cold!
Brilliant write!!
Wishing you Peace Love and Light....Yolie
Blessings,
Christine
Philippines is a tropical country and most of the time, it's hot. But as I read you poem line after line, I can almost feel the icy cool air, the snow beneath my feet. I think that serene babbling brook is so refreshing.
May 2009 bring you good luck, peace and everlasting love.
Be well,
Sheri
Gwen
peace and love, Carole~
Georg
HAPPY NEW YEAR William, I hope all great things happen to you.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Very well penned; happy New Year to you and your loved ones; may it be your best year EVER!!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Snow? Think it's white. We don't get that 'round this neck of the woods too often. LOL
Your doing great free verse these days,
Happy snowie 2009...
Ron
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"