Misty fog floating through
bare trees.
Cold waves of wind
coarse through the woods
whistling as they go
like the wail of a
long lost soul.
 
Blankets of still white snow
lay on empty fields
which open this mind
to sublime silence
giving peace to
a troubled time.

Not fond of winter but the cold and quiet can give some time to reflect.
12-18-2016

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J Ann Crowder
over 3 years

Very true! And there is a certain kind of beauty in winter. I think you described it well.

Barb Clarke
Barb Clarke
over 3 years

Thanks for reading and your kind comment.

Oscarr C. Bearheart
over 3 years

I love winter for exactly that: the old and quiet. I used to go walking through the woods at night in the snow just to hear the difference in the world, at how alone you seem. I was never much of a people person. But I very much enjoyed your poem.

Barb Clarke
Barb Clarke
over 3 years

Being a people person is overrated! You are a wise soul and a gifted writer.
Thanks for your reflection and reading of my poems.

Charlotte B. Williams
over 3 years

Very nice, and very true, enjoyed this.

Barb Clarke
Barb Clarke
over 3 years

Thanks Charlotte, always nice to hear from you.

Francis
over 3 years

Love it!

Barb Clarke
Barb Clarke
over 3 years

Thanks Francis.

Ingeborg von Finsterwalde/Waltraud I Mack
over 3 years

I share your eloquently expressed poem because I feel the same way. I think it makes spring so very special and so much appreciated. Keep on writing, it is so enjoyable.

Barb Clarke
Barb Clarke
over 3 years

Thanks Ingeborg for your encouragement, it is much appreciated!

Vic
almost 4 years

Today is the coldest day this winter. I stayed indoors, read a book, reminisced, wrote a few lines of verse. I needed it.

Nice poem BTW

Barb Clarke
Barb Clarke
over 3 years

Sounds like we had the same response to the coldest day so far! Thanks for reading.

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