Poem: A Nod to Frost

 

A Nod to Frost

by Shannon P. Laws

 

The woods are lovely dark and deep
There are hidden treasure chests to keep

A stranger blocks my trail so narrow
the shadow falls once pierced by sparrow

Feeding on gnats in the twilight spaces
I see my face on the faces

Along the ways of search and find
great friends there are of every kind

 

 

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Poem: This Midnight of Existence

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“Midnight Garden” by Kerry Darlington, United Kingdom

 

This Midnight of Existence

 

The exhale of a horse steams imagination,

relieves the tension in my shoulders as Atlas

sets the earth down for dinner.

While the busy-squeak of a mouse shuffles the bush

night is young and mischief afoot!

Trails trip under the network of blackberry roots,

an intelligence plays here.

Consider the mole

—in its blind fury weaves tunnels beneath grass clumps

spy hops for air and direction.

What cannot be seen is there,

strength stirs under sod

all to their own compass.

 

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**Please visit Kerry Darlington’s web site for more art by this exceptional, award winning UK artist: 

http://kerrydarlington.co.uk/en/