Solitary Walks In Winter

I love the crunch

Of frozen mud

Beneath my wellingtons

And the cold bite

Of the air

On my fingers

Nose

Ears and chin

I love the

Crack

Of breaking ice

And the crackle

Of icy leaves

And I love the woods

In winter

As I take a lonely walk

Down paths

I’ve often trod

 

Birds hop

In the undergrowth

Beside the road

And a rabbit

Startles me

As it scuttles off

Beneath the trees

 

And the sky

Is a blue

So clear and bright

It hurts to look up

 

And I can hear

Bangs that echo

From the quarry

And barks

From the dog shelter

And the chatter

Of my own teeth

As the frozen sky

Extends its arms

Down to me

 

And I’m walking

Alone

And more alive

Than I’ve been in weeks.

Reviews

[Eira Anchor]

(: i like this

[Beatrice Mars]

Loved it! Agree with Kit Kat, great imagery and you can really hear the cracks of the ice!

[deeps]

I like this, i thought it was very descriptive and such vivid imagery. You can paint a lovely poem with visuals. Very wrll written and enjoyable read!