Coyote - en.wikipedia.org
The sunny blue sky
and the forest trails beckon
but hush!
there are creatures in the bush.
Raven's on the wing
and Coyote softly sings
so hush!
what message do they bring?
Pheasant's overhead
and there's frost on the mead-
ow, hush!
there are footprints in the snow.
We pause to listen well,
ancient voices cast their spell
we hush,
to hear the Old Ones whisper low.
Driving through brilliant sunlight yesterday, these lines came to me, as Raven and Pheasant in turn crossed my windshield, Small Squirrel skittered away, and thick frost glittered in the meadow. A light dusting of snow has made Mount Arrowsmith beautiful. Everyone in town was full of smiles, in the most welcome sunshine.
I adore this, Sherry!
ReplyDeleteYou hear the winds speak more clearly than most, Sherry ~
ReplyDeleteWe really need to take time to listen. Though I am a bit afraid of coyotes in my area, as they have attacked and killed people's pet dogs less than a mile from me. I appreciate them....but from a distance.
ReplyDeleteNature speaks to us. I do agree we need to listen, and when we don't we muss out on so much. Thanks for sharing with us Sherry
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Nature speaks to us. I do agree we need to listen, and when we don't we muss out on so much. Thanks for sharing with us Sherry
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A lovely piece Sherry!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem. I really enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteGreetings from London.
Very evocative Sherry, would love to write as well as you someday!
ReplyDelete(can't sign in with my other ID's - Kirsten from wolf shadow photography/Pet Pursuits
This is exactly why I wander in the woods.
ReplyDeleteI like the listening to mother nature - from wind to the sounds of animals ~ Some snow here as well but not that much yet ~ Enjoy your week Sherry ~
ReplyDeleteSo nice how nature speaks to you and you translate it to us. I feel like your terrain is similar to mine. Except I never see squirrels.
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