Cold Forest With Owls

A small snowy owl
Drifting through the dark woods
A wayward snowflake
Icicles chime in the cold breeze
The moon hangs low
Dark clouds part and close
The small snowy owl
Drifts along calling out
Whoot whoot whoot
The winter night wears on
Out here in this cold wild place
Is the only place where I belong

Reviews

[Coyote Song]

Love this! Impressive!
Another one o your cool winter poems with the haunting of your owls.
Fantastic.....

[Black Cat Fever]

Thanks!!!!!!

[Tina Kline]

Another spellbinding and enchanting poem for your beloved forest home.
Your soul is there always and always with your owls no matter where you
are. Love this!

[Black Cat Fever]

Thanks!!!!!

[Sami Khalil]

I love the imagery of forests , snow , owls ...You do it best...Bravo
Happy New Year...:)......

[Black Cat Fever]

Thanks!!!!!

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:).....................