Chinook

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by standingdeer, Jan 14, 2005.

  1. standingdeer

    standingdeer Member

    Chinook
    warm breeze caressed the patient starlings
    as each sung a song to our southern host
    blue skys hung heavy with a vastness
    Calling in clouds from the west
    to bury us in snow

    Spirit deer resounds
    in stillness along the same fields
    I am sure, even though it was just a feeling
    inside



    Blessed
    Standingdeer
     
  2. kidder

    kidder Member

    I've never known a chinook although I've heard about them. I like the ideas in the poem. I'd just explore them a little more. And the 'spirit deer' should live a little longer. In your lines. Such things fascinate and in a world so short of time for beautiful things they need us all the more.
     
  3. littleskinny

    littleskinny Member

    this was tranquil, still. very evocative. thanks for posting. tasty.
     
  4. standingdeer

    standingdeer Member

    Thank you for your reply, It seems that for myself, the world is fleeting and my poetry is only a fragment. That is why creatively we can close our eyes and return to memories.

    Blessings
    Standingdeer
     

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