Frost Forest White

"Wandering about in my forest with my owls again."

Frost forest white
shadows linger deep
silence eerie silence
the sun peaks through
for a moment only
I hear a whisper
the frozen icy tree limbs rattle
I shiver but keep going
there is no fear for me
I know this forest
it is my heart and soul
the clouds move in once again

the sun's shine is gone once more
in the tree branches the owls watch
I can feel their interested stares
for they are my feathery winged pals
who follow me everywhere

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The snow is here and is holding on. Here in Michigan. Cold days keep a coming. I enjoyed the poem. Winter does had it beauty also. I like the friendly owl. Owls mean good luck when they are keeping a eye on you in the forest. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Black Cat Fever]

Thank you much!

[Wicahpi]

I can tell, through your writing, you never tire of snow.
Of course, we share the same 'pals'.
Nicely crafted :)

[Black Cat Fever]

Yes, I love the snow and wild places.
Thanks for your kind comments.

[Wicahpi]

:) a smile to agree in kind

[Sami Khalil]

"I know this forest
it is my heart and soul
the clouds move in once again"

A well written poem. I like those lines the most...:).................
I like the painting too...

[Black Cat Fever]

Thank you very much!

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...:)..............

[Coyote Song]

Sounds cold and beautiful. A place of wonderful enchantment.
Visuals are fantastic!

[Black Cat Fever]

Thank you!

[Tina Kline]

Sounds like a cold but beautiful place, enchanting and with the owls always following you,
makes for one magical winter landscape. Very impressive and skillfully done.

[Black Cat Fever]

Thank you!