With branches coated topside white with snow.
And blue the shadows stretched along the ground.
Trees adding sharpness, a wintry view on show,
With dazzling, flickering sunshine, such can astound
The observing eye, which will discern and know
Each picture of nature's wealth, times made renowned.
And on a bench in silence sat a crow,
Held captive by a vista, with no sound.
Then flapping his wings, flew off, swooping quite low,
Leaving behind a frozen prospect to dumfound.
Thus, looking here and there, and to and fro
Across this painted scene, a heart is surely bound.
© Ernestine Northover
A mesmerising panorama of winter, brought to life with the contrasting and active black crow. Superb attention to detail, and precisely crafted from opening to close. This heart was certainly bound throughout. xx jim
This is a beautiful moment of wintertime loveliness. Very well done Ernestine. Sincerely, Mary
Anything with crows gets my vote. Though, as an aside, that's a cracking little write Ernestine.
Beautiful images, beautiful feeling. You do so many styles so well, Ernestine.
You paint such a vivid picture with words, I found myself there. Ron
An astutely piece of observation crafted into a delightful winter scene - brimful of striking images - the contrast of the black crow amongst the delicate backdropp is especially vivid. j xx
A beautiful, descriptive poem Ernestine. You paint a lovely scene with your words. Andrew x
Splendidly visual I could see the black crow against the white winterlandscape
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If we stop and look, we'll see.Great work Ernestine.Love Duncan