Winter Solstice...

By Silver Spun Sand

Mon, 21 Dec 2009
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dawn encroaches...
a grey heron ascends –
thwarts the newborn mists, legs awry.

Laboriously it rises
wings extended spread
a sombrous shawl across the moor.

A sprinkling of snow –
the pond a solid sheet of ice,
a haven, temporarily; fish quiescent, sleep.

A last leaf, wooed
by a skittish, easterly squall, succumbs –
haphazardly falls from the willow;

above – a red-kite mewls
to its mate. A distant thrum –
the glimpse of a woodpecker, tap-tapping;

the bark of a muntjac
cutting through the quietness,
the oneness of it all...

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Submitted by littleditty on
very wintery, sparse descriptors, just like winter - i saw a woodpecker in the garden recently, wonderful wintery scenes these days to inspire - enjoyed yours -happy holidays Tina :)x

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
ld - your words meant so much. Think of you, often. Thank you;-) Tina x

 

Submitted by shoe on
really beautiful and elegant,:-)

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Your words, much appreciated;-) Thank you, so much. Tina

 

Submitted by MistakenMagic on
Really love the imagery in this one Tina - ld is right, it does convey the bleakness of winter so well! Magic xxx

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
My thanks to you, Magic. It really does look like a winter wonderland where I live. This morning I had nine, rather dejected-looking red-legged partridges peering in the window at me, having great trouble walking in the deep snow. The pheasants, on the other hand, aren't so fat and dumpy, with much longer legs, and they are coping much better. As for the squirrels, they're loving it. Glad you enjoyed this one. I thought you might. Tina xxx

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
How kind you are, Nathan;-) Yes, nature is so inspiring and being so lucky as to live surrounded by fields, moorland and sky...poems seem to write themselves. Really pleased you enjoyed it. Tina xox

 

Submitted by rjnewlyn on
Heading off to some empty moorland myself tomorrow. This is exactly what I'm looking for. It's such a great time of year and you've captured it. Rob

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Rob - how wonderful. I do hope you find what you seek. I only know I have. I am glad I conveyed that to you. Thank you so much. Tina:-)

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Hi Tina, this poem is so true of the Winter, I could capture every word and see its true beauty. How I love...love...loved it. Thankyou so much. Oh by the way, I loved the title. Jenny.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Thanks for reading this one, Jenny. I had quite forgotten it...seriously. So pleased you 'found it', and more than pleased you enjoyed;-) Tina