Winter Whispers
the sun slid downward
slipping past the horizon
tossing up colors
to lay across the new snow
muted afterglow of pinks
~~
like bony fingers
bare branches hug a full moon
on a snowy night
threads of pale yellow moonlight
drizzled down the weathered tree
~~
silver reflections
frozen in winters snowfall
captured in moonlight
touching nature’s sleeping form
when silence falls from the sky
© Carole Mathys
January 2009
Regis
Myrna
fee
exquisite images to ponder in the minds eye,long after reading!
Eileen
the wonder, momentary perhaps, of nature's beauty. -gene.
Delightful
Miller
Best regards,
Leland
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D