Magic PlacesA Poem by Black Cat FeverDeep in the heart of the forest where the world is frozen like the grave a white frost hovers clinging to everything I wander here in this world frozen white my breath freezing in the icy air as I walk beneath this frozen cloud it rains diamond like pearls back down onto my dark hair where they cling like semi-precious jewels with every step frozen twigs snap startling the tiny birds peeping in the naked tree limbs the ground is rock hard white and so like the face of death it is cold, so very cold icicles hang from the ancient trees like frozen waterfalls the forest is nature quiet I move along on my wandering path alone yet not alone for behind me are my shadows large owls on silent wings following my every movement they bring their magic to this forest and I can't help wondering is it their spell that I am under or perhaps it's the forest that holds me captive
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9 Reviews Added on October 25, 2013 Last Updated on October 26, 2013 AuthorBlack Cat FeverSumptner, ORAboutI live in a world of snow. It never ends until I visit the city, hundreds of miles away. I try to be creative in my writings and appreciate the creative ability in others. I'm not a critic. If I l.. more..Writing
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