Linda Kulp Trout

Friday, January 9, 2009

Poetry Friday

We have been having a wintery mix here today. I stood outside looking at icicles hanging from the tree limbs, and there almost hidden among the branches was a tiny nest, empty and silent. Although the trees looked beautiful, I couldn't help wishing for spring.



this empty gray nest
once home to the sparrows' song
silently sleeps
cradled in winter's branches
awaits the music of spring
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5 comments:

  1. Elaine MagliaroJanuary 7, 2009 at 1:15 PM

    Linda,

    Happy New Year! Today (Wednesday) we're having rain, which is turning all the snow to slush. It's quite gray and mushy here.

    I like your poem inspired by the empty nest.

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  2. LindaJanuary 7, 2009 at 3:46 PM

    Thanks, Elaine. We're having a wintry mix here again today. The trees are so pretty with all the ice covering them.

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  3. JanetJanuary 9, 2009 at 6:42 AM

    So simple and beautiful. Thanks for sharing this.

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  4. LindaJanuary 9, 2009 at 10:05 AM

    Thank you, Janet.

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  5. Andromeda JazmonJanuary 10, 2009 at 5:14 AM

    Wintery mix here too.Not yet the beautiful kind but hoping for some big soft flakes by this afternoon. You poem perfectly captures that wistful feeling..

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