Winter Sky on Fire
These
barren trees
seem
absorbed in life
set
against this yellow
and
orange surge of color.
A
few boot-tracks
upset
the whipped cream
snow.
Life has snow-shoed
its
way forward despite
the
bleak portent of this
windswept
prairie—even
the
wolves hunker down
under
logs and brush.
This
late winter blaze
fire
from the nostrils
of
God breathes forth
life
and warmth and hope.
Michael
Escoubas began writing poetry
for publication in August of 2013. Early in life his mother said, “You
have a gift for words; I hope you do something with that gift.” Michael
writes poetry, in part, because of his mother’s encouraging words and because
he believes poetry brings people together. Michael has published one
chapbook, Light Comes Softly, which is available by contacting the
author.
Hi Michael
ReplyDeleteOnce again you have eloquently captured the season. I like the Snow being like whipped cream. However, the "even the wolves hunker down under logs and brush" are stay-with-me images. Thank you for sharing this. Best wishes
Dear Annie,
ReplyDeleteSo please the piece resonated.
This was a fun poem as I love painting landscapes with words.
Cheers!
Michael
Michael,
ReplyDeleteA great poem! Thanks for being such a great support here on Whispers from commenting on almost everyone's poetry and creating so many unique challenges.
Yours truly,
David Fox
Dear David,
DeleteWhat a joy hearing from you and pleased you enjoy the challenges. They are fun for me, too.
Blessings, dear friend,
Michael
Michael Very good subject & great writing, I loved the ending "God breathes forth life and warmth and hope." Your writings are fun to
ReplyDeleteread.
Yancy
Dear Yancy,
DeleteYou exemplify the encouraging, positive attitude so characteristic of the Whispers' family of fine writers. We need each other!
Thank you,
Michael
Dear Michael,
DeleteI enjoyed every single line of your poem. Thank you for sharing your poem with us.
Blessings, my friend,
Gert
Dear Gert,
DeleteYour comment is especially meaningful to me as I consider you my "better" when it comes to poetry.
Blessings,
Michael
I was cold just reading your most descriptive poem of winter. "A bleak portent of this windswept prairie". BRRRR Thank you for giving us this winter poetry scene.
ReplyDeleteThank you JT for your interest and comment. I love landscape poetry and hopefully drawing a modest life-application from my scenes.
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Michael
Well done, Michael, for a lovely poem which has a solid basis of delightful imagery and an uplifting positive ending. Regards // paul
ReplyDeleteThe warmth from the sky can be so encouraging in chilly weather. Fire from the nostrils of God is a very thought provoking image.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed this delightful Nature poem. Best, Suzanne