Winter Solstice from the Forest

Poem by ©Moira Ashleigh
Poetry by: ©Moira Ashleigh

Written by: Moira Ashleigh

The forest waits in silence
Pooling so deep, That shadows take form,
in the corners of our eyes we see them,
Shadows running flying rustling.
The Winter breathes a cold icy breath through barren branches,
Arms rubbing together,
roots sunk deep in the cold hard ground, 
where each molecule of earth is connected to another by particles of ice.
In this forest, In this silence, In this darkness
There is life

Clustered in evergreens
Tiny brown sparrows
Puff their feathers
Singing to stay warm

Honey Bees packed tight
in their snow covered hives
vibrate wings for warmth
shifting from edge to center

Crystalline white flakes
Embracing
Enshrouding
Isolating
One
moment
From
another

White snow flakes falling
A flash of color
The cardinal’s blood red wings

Dark furred minks
Glide over white forest floors
Hunting
Shadows hunting

A single milkweed seed
Floats across
Snow covered fields
Searching for Spring

Bwoom…
Bwoom…
On frozen ponds
Ice drum heads
Beat a winter tempo
Bwoom

Under the ice
Deep in the cold black river water
Barely moving
a trout survives Winter

Grey blue heron
Waits in stillness
At the icy edge of open water

Blue shadowed afternoons
deepening into twilight
a fox crosses the ice

Black wings cut
snow laden skies
landing on barren branches
in twos and threes – caw

Bare tree limbs
Reaching for a distant sun
Blacker at twilight
Outlined with fresh snow

Walking single file
Leaving one set of tracks in the snow
coyote packs hunt
the edges of two legged space

Through long dark starry nights
White Swans swim in circles
holding ice at bay

Wilde winds sing
Through empty branches
A symphony for
Black star blessed skies

In the quiet forest
On silent wings
Great horned owl hunts
Listening through the snow cover

Over the frozen white ground
grey shadows flowing
hungry wolves stalk hungry prey

Deep in a dark cave’s heart
Brown bears dream
And birth the Spring

The Forest waits…

©Moira Ashleigh

Hollis Taylor

I have been through many fires and in them I have rose from the ashes, gracefully. I feel a lot like a phoenix. I am a character performer appearing as a Hobbit. I am a humanitarian. I am a passionate yogini. I have a background in scouting for all paths. I am the Publisher for DiversiTree and an author for Green Egg Webzine. I want to review YOUR festival, event, creative passion, performance, or whatever else makes your spirit shine. I am genderqueer feminist with a passion for love, peace, and happiness. I am gender activist. I am radically out of the box about a lot of topics. I am a male impersonator. I am queer, polyamorous, and sex positive. I have a deep burning passion to protect and possibly save the earth, our home planet. Because of my burning passion for the earth I am a committed vegetarian, organic gardner, and farming community supporter. I am an environmentalist and my heros are people like Jane Goodall & John Muir http://about.me/hollistaylor

You may also like...

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *