Poem (untitled as yet)

Set your direction,
Choose your way.
Foot falling,
Heel to toe, heel to toe.

Your shadow leaps,
ahead of you.
Holds the ground,
Signposting indigo

Moving forward,
Through the trees.
Foot rising,
Impressions in the snow, heel to toe

Raindrops spatter,
Boreholes in the snow.
Where the snowbees build,
Their hives of ice and coal.

A sudden flurry,
Brittle wings.
Feathered fallings,
Crumple to the ground below.

The winding path,
in front of you.
Foot falling,
Heel to toe, heel to toe.

That's really good. You're talented!

Thankyou! :)

I've been trying to think of a title. Shel suggested 'Forward'. I quite like that.

I was also thinking maybe Woods Walking, or Winter Walk.

Lovely, Dana. I like the rhythm of the "heel to toe" refrain. I kind of wish there was a new stanza, to go between the coal and the flurry, that had the refrain in it so that it'd appear in every other stanza instead of the 1st, 3rd, and 6th.

But that's just me and my need for symmetry.

ha! Yes, I know what you mean.

me likes you should call it something like.. "walking on air" or "pranceing through the sweet nothings"

Reminds me of Carl Sandberg very relaxing.

It should come with a warning not to read while operating heavy machinery. ;)

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