The woods are lovely, dark and deep, Though not all who roam within them sleep. In my dreams I am the pretty red fox, I sniff the night air and lurk behind rocks. These amber eyes seek any moving shadow, Perhaps a sleek rabbit entering…

Hour 2 Prompt 2   Christmas Angels on a Snowy Eve (inspired by Robert Frost)   Amid a winter’s walk profound With starlight whisp’ring soft around The moon stretched long her guiding light Toward a peaceful, soothing sound   Angelic voices in the night Led…

2022 poetry marathon hour 2 – “the fading fae forest”   Prompt line chosen from “Stopping by woods on a snowy evening” by Robert Frost ~line selected: ‘Whose woods these are I think I know’~   The woods were astonishingly beautiful They were They WERE…

Enamored of the woods long before I came to know, love Robert Frost As a boy I knew contemplative pull of woods ‘lovely, dark and deep’ I had trod same, worn paths in summer not until I was well an adult did I discover The…