nicola burkett

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41 - A Silent Wood - Poem by nicola burkett

One early morn inside the silent wood
Beneath the ghostly trees where I stood
A wise brown owl perched upon a tree
Clouded in darkness and misery

The ferns tied fast around thy feet
Covered in a blanket of soft white sleet
The golden leaves that fell from grace
The raindrops that fell upon thy face

Upon a moss covered stone I did sit
Beneath the parliament who did flutter and flit
I gazed through gloom like one
Whose life had frayed and came undone

Comments about 41 - A Silent Wood by nicola burkett

  • Brian Dorn (12/23/2006 10:13:00 PM)

    Dark imagery mixed with deep expression... well done, Nicola! !

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  • (12/22/2006 11:24:00 AM)

    A winter mood, very deep and expressive. The stanzas sing, but the wood does not.
    Ten without hesitation, Nicola.

    Warmest regards,


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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 22, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 14, 2010

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