WINTER'S NIGHT.

Folder: 
NATURE

Golden moon in full bloom

Above a crisp winter's night

Lays a shimmering scarf

On the dark expanse of water.



A mantle of frost draped

Over the floodlit landscape

Covers the shivering trees

With a glistening overcoat.



The sea lovingly wraps a white shawl

Around the shoulders of the beach

As it snuggles ever closer

To the protection of the cliffs.



From within the winter bushland

The call of a lonely morepork,

Advertising itself to the night,

Shatters the icy stillness.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A morepork is a native New Zealand owl.It was named because the early settlers thought its cry sounded like more pork.

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Karyn Indursky's picture

I read and critiqued this poem before, but when the computer froze it ate it. I didn't go back to write another one because I was tainted by my frustration and anger. Without it, though, I love this poem more than I did orginally because I didn't notice quite as many hidden emotions the first read through. Your images are beautiful as are the invoked emotions. There is such a firing passion in this that I can't even begin to describe, but I can tell you it's breathtaking. Thanks for sharing it with me and others.

Christine M's picture

The images you paint are simply beautiful.