In the forest haunting Winter holding tight White and ice everywhere I hear the haunting ghosts Echoing throughout my forest I am waiting as the moon appears It rides high in the frozen night sky The forest ghosts appear One by one on silent wings It is then the forest wakes and its wild heart sings and sings
I like the poem. Winter does seem cold and lonely. It is quiet compare to the Spring, summer and the fall. I like how you create the Forest ghosts. Giving reason and purpose for the poem. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote
i like this a lot..forests always make me think of spirits and ghosts of the past people who inhabited earth during much simpler times..when people lived off the land and really appreciated nature.
A very haunting poem with great visuals. Your words bring the whole experience alive for the reader. It makes me wish I could wander there and get lost for a long long time.
You have a good grasp of nature and imagination. I like the pictures you use as well. Should forest come before haunting? My forest? Seems like it should be "the" forest. Great poetry, I'll be reading more from you again.
A very beautiful poem, spellbinding and enchanting. It has an otherworldly feel to it yet it feels real too. I really like this mysterious wintry poem.
I like the poem. Winter does seem cold and lonely. It is quiet compare to the Spring, summer and the fall. I like how you create the Forest ghosts. Giving reason and purpose for the poem. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote
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