Winter’s Scene

Rabbit trails leave
Dark shadows

In footpaths along
The ridges on
Bone-coloured hilltops

Their fleeting as
Movements of swiftness

Across deep-piled snow

A cold wind in pursuit
And terror-filled
Hearts are
Alert to wolf howls

Leaning closer.

© Richard L. Provencher
Website: www.wsprog.com/rp/