Things that Inspire Me

Things that Inspire Me

A Poem by Whispering Pines

A trickle of water on borrowed stone,
a living forest where ferns do grow
a softish light through foliage shines,
a storm of which dark rainclouds sign.
A secret flower in the shade,
a cool dark pool where cattails wade.
A emerald vine growing for the sky,
a whispering stream with moss nearby
a pile of riverstones covered just,
an illumation of dancing dust
the whispering wind in blossoms of white,
the call of a loon in the darkest night
the song of a bird awakening spring,
a graying rock for moss to cling
the whitish moon, a coin on the black
an icy cold wind in which the oldest trees crack
a raging river which stops for none,
a sleeping forest where deer do run
a glimmer of silver in a quiet pool
through a small canyon a breeze is cool
These are the things that inspire me,
these are the things that make me free.


© 2012 Whispering Pines


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This is tranquil and peaceful like the nature you describe-I love it!

Posted 6 Years Ago


wonderful, beuatiful write, Like this write alot.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Whispering Pines
Whispering Pines

Pine Grove, PA



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I love to write and have been doing so ever since I was young. It is my dream to someday publish a novel. I have yet to finish a manuscript though. more..

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