Painted Landscape

Painted Landscape

A Poem by Black Cat Fever

The sun sets
across the snow
painting it with fire
flames that swirl across the white
changing its color
but no melting

I stand in the window of my house
watching these embers
dance and skip
across the white forested landscape
drinking a cup of coffee
thinking....
I want to go take a walk in my forest

I hear an owl calling out nearby

© 2014 Black Cat Fever


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I always love sunset, tried to write a poem about but had a hard time describing it and painting it down in words. Creative write and I like your wording. Very well penned!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Black Cat Fever

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much.
Mirra

10 Years Ago

You're welcome :-)
A very beautiful painting with words of winter. Breathtaking.
I really love this!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Awesome poem! Love it, especially the haunting ending or perhaps mystical ending with the owl hooting.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Yes, enjoy the warmth of indoors but going outside to play in the snow, to enjoy what winter has to offer:YES!
A well done poem!!!!!!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is very well written. Impressive work.
I too would feel the desire to wander off into the snowy forest.....

Posted 10 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

This creates a very beautiful and tantalizing moment in the heart of winter. I'd long to go out in the snow too. A very nice poem.

Posted 10 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Black Cat Fever

10 Years Ago

Thanks Miss Owl.
Miss Owl

10 Years Ago

You are welcome Black Cat Fever.

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Black Cat Fever
Black Cat Fever

Sumptner, OR



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I 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..

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