Winter Oaks

The undressed oaks of winter
Stretch their fingers to the sky,
Contemplating autumn’s end
And sharing silent wintry cries.

Brown leaves have faded to the ground
And back again to dust,
Breaking underneath my feet,
Veiled beneath the frosty crust

They stand helpless in the bitter cold,
Some bent from ancient storms
Keeping watch in winter’s twilight…
These majestic, dormant forms.

Like these oaks, I now abide
In a haunting, cold embrace.
I, also, long for spring to come
And show its warm, bright face.

Catherine M. Howell
1/3/08

Winter Oaks

Catherine  Howell

Joined February 2008

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Artist's Description

Winter has been extremely long for me this year. As I was outside feeding the horses one cold, bleak winter day I was inspired to write this.

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