My December Walk

There are footprints
along the creek,
and the kingfisher
calls out to the geese below.

Cloudy sky hints
of weather, bleak,
and a well-wisher
waves to me through falling snow.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: United States

Favorite Poets: I tend to read Ted Kooser, Jim Harrison, Billy Collins, Paul Simon, Robert Frost. I like minimalist poetry, and poems reflecting on nature and Mother Earth.

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Comments

William Lynn

4 months 2 weeks ago

Thank You

Thanks Lavender for another lovely stroll along nature's creek. I enjoyed the walk and appreciate being invited along. -Will

Lavender

4 months 2 weeks ago

Hello, Will,

Thank you for reading. This was just a brief reflection of one of my walks during a wet, fairly heavy but still beautiful snowfall.

Thanks, again!

Geezer

4 months 2 weeks ago

Thanks for...

the stroll along the creek. My dog Dancer enjoyed it so much when we went there, because she could sniff out the rabbits and make her little howl. ~ Geez.

Lavender

4 months 2 weeks ago

Hello, Geezer,

I love life along the creek. Sounds like you do, too.

Thank you for reading!