Sunday, December 19, 2010

The Stillness

suggested the prompt

( The present snow in England)

The voice on the telephone
Sounded a world away.
Which it was.
'I'm looking out at the Channel' he said.
'Everything is quiet.
The roads are closed.
Everything is still'.
And I could see it,
 Remember it,
Re-paint the picture in my mind.
Snow by the  English Channel.
The snow of my childhood.
Snow makes the dark light
And the light dark.
The sky is leaden and solid.
The world is light, airy
And not of this world.
The sea draws a grey line
Between the two.
But it is the stillness
That I remember most.
The utter muffling
Of all sound.
A white deafness.
An enchantment.
Maybe I shall never see snow again.
But I shall remember it,
Whenever I am still.

 The trees of Fairy Tale.
It was along paths such as this that
 Hansel and Gretel
Strewed their crumbs.
No doubt 
Little Red Riding Hood
Collected pine cones
To add to Grandmother's basket
From a such a path.
Smelt the scent of resin
As she wandered along
On her way to meet
The Three Bears.
Hobgoblins, Elves,
And even Ogres
Have inhabited pine forests
In the North.
Pine Forests
Grow deep in our collective consciousness.
They permeate our Folk Lore.
Stand, alone,
In a pine forest.
Smell the scent,
Touch the bark,
Gaze upwards at the sky-piercing tree-tops.
Crunch the fallen needles
Under your feet.
And you will understand why.


Clint said...

Lovely poetry. Snow. Trees. Breeze. Sky. Stillness.

Thank you.

eyeography said...

Beautiful poems...
I love the poetry of pines more...

So many things you have described...

Hansel and Gretel, Little Red Riding Hood, Goldilocks, Hobgoblins, Elves,
And even Ogres, all in the pine forest... :)

gautami tripathy said...

Wonderful imagery about snow. And I love the poetry of pines too..

dead woman and her stillnessin a cold december morning

TexWisGirl said...

Thank you for stopping by my blog and leaving a comment! God bless you, you world traveler and poet! :)

Bitch said...

Yes, I understand why..
Have a lovely Christmas!!
Greetings from far away
(Athens, Greece).

Pam said...

There is the total muffling of sound that breaks open as footsteps pass.

Anonymous said...

a moving measurement of time and life.

please have a good new week.

daily athens

Lisa at Greenbow said...

You certainly captured the stillness of the snow. I too find that stillness in a pine forest. One can see whatever one wishes there.

Geraldine said...

You've described stillness so beautifully. I loved every line and the photo was perfect.

Marsha said...

I just found Poetry of the Pines. It's excellent. Your work is wonderful. Are you published (outside the blogosphere I mean)? what a gift you have. thanks.