Whistling a warning winter wind whooshes down Cuyamaca Peak, fast as a high-speed train. Squirrels and rabbits huddle in holes. Tree swing rock and rolls. Manzanita twigs shake their Mexican maracas. Giant oaks dance the rumba.
When satin sun comes up I don’t see horses in paddock pasture, worry they’ve blown away, then discover they were placed safely in the barn before the fray.
Sweet – and comforting, as the worst winter I’ve experienced since moving to LFK drags on. Thank you, Jill.
jill
Peggy, Stay warm!
Alan Ziter
Reading this in the snow-covered and teen-temp Berkshires has an even more ‘precarious’ feel. Thanks for sharing universal feeling winter brings to us everywhere! XX
jill
Alan, Thank you for reading my poem and for your beautiful comment. You’ve got a way with words. Maybe you’ll join us at SDWI for a workshop.
Your words draw a picture. Glad the horses were safe in the barn.
jill
Claudia, I’m glad you saw a picture and I’m also glad the horses were safe.
Judy Reeves
Brrrrr! And finally a “satin sun.” Lovely, Jill. Your nature poems are a beautiful collection as you showed us when you read them at the First Friday event a few weeks ago. Chapbook collection? I believe so.
jill
I hope so someday! I’d love to have a poetry book.
Brilliant!
Linda, Thank you!
Sweet – and comforting, as the worst winter I’ve experienced since moving to LFK drags on. Thank you, Jill.
Peggy, Stay warm!
Reading this in the snow-covered and teen-temp Berkshires has an even more ‘precarious’ feel. Thanks for sharing universal feeling winter brings to us everywhere! XX
Alan, Thank you for reading my poem and for your beautiful comment. You’ve got a way with words. Maybe you’ll join us at SDWI for a workshop.
Really nice poem, Jill. Especially sitting here in a winter freeze in Portland, OR. Thanks for these lovely words.
Dian, Cozy up!
Lovely ❤️
Carre, Thanks!
Your words draw a picture. Glad the horses were safe in the barn.
Claudia, I’m glad you saw a picture and I’m also glad the horses were safe.
Brrrrr! And finally a “satin sun.” Lovely, Jill. Your nature poems are a beautiful collection as you showed us when you read them at the First Friday event a few weeks ago. Chapbook collection? I believe so.
I hope so someday! I’d love to have a poetry book.