2012 Stone #5 – Over night snow

Over night a measure of snow. Song birds fluffed and peckish in a chill wind. Curls of snow blow off the garage roof, tuning the chimes.

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About wrensong

I am a poet who collects stones. I am a wanderer of creek beds and forests, canyons and high desert who, coming home, sometimes finds words to tell the story. I am a companion with others in the search for Deep, Wild Soul. I shape containers in time and space for others to come together to write, to tell their stories, to hold each other in the telling. I am a grandmother and the companion of a cat named Alaya. I often travel out into open country with a man who calls himself Dunewalker who has hung his hammock in my heart.
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4 Responses to 2012 Stone #5 – Over night snow

  1. azcanyonwren says:

    I like the image of “birds puffed and peckish in a chill wind.” I would be too in the presence of cold and snow. I also love how “curls of snow blowing off the roof tune the chimes.” Beautiful!

  2. Libby says:

    Oh I like this. I love the idea of snow tuning the chimes. I’m longing for snow here in Staffordshire (UK), all we have had so far is a light dusting before Christmas.

  3. Lynne says:

    Thank you for stopping by my blog : ) We have a mild, mild winter here in Kent, UK which has been gentle for me moving back here from the South of France, but I’d like a ‘measure of snow’ this winter. Lovely writing.

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