Best Animalssnow Poems
Moonlight glistened like stars on the snowy mountain lane
Ascending to a mesa above the timberline
Horses from the valley ranch often grazed with free rein
More than once fillies had climbed up the steep incline
One morning after the mare Midnight had disappeared
Ranch hands formed a posse and set out to search the hills
The raven-black horse was loved; for her safety they feared
A winter storm set in; hands faced heavy snow and chills
As night approached, dejected posse members returned
The ranch owner consoled them and offered his deep thanks
All felt their rescue mission failed, hung their heads concerned
As snow piled high, blowing, drifting into heavy banks
Three days of frigid weather kept horses inside their stalls
Passing Midnight’s empty booth made rugged cowboys sad
It was on the fourth day they witnessed an end to snow squalls
A sight on the mountain trail turned many faces glad
Midnight slowly plodded down the hill, nudging her foal
A painted pony, black with vivid spots of white
The colt looked like her mother, covered with flakes of snow
Hoof prints down the mountainside shone in morning light
Midnight had taken shelter inside a tiny cave
Just large enough for a determined equine mother
To rest a few days after birthing a stunning babe
A miracle, ranch hands said, unlike any other
Theme: Horses and Snowflakes
For Constance, a Rambling Poet's "Horses or Snowflakes or Horses and Snowflakes" contest
by Carolyn Devonshire
"Stripe"
For no particular reason
The clouds cleared
And the sun shone bright and
the month of old snow
melted enough to reveal half
of the mud beneath.
For no particular reason
a neighborhood cat took a stroll
across the dirty brown ridges of ice on the tree lawns,
across the finally dry street, up the drive.
Without a care in its head.
The Feline lept up onto the just washed car
and bathed on the roof, in the sun,
just to drive the dogs in the house
insane.
For no particular reason
The sparkling clean car stood like a
Palimino in the sun, oozing a
Stripe of muddy paw prints
Centered from bumper to bumper,
Readiness for the next war
Of road salt, and snow and grey traffic
For no particular reason at all.
JDZoller Copyright © 1-16-2010
Moonlight glistening
on snow and he is stalking,
slyly slinking, belly-cresting
coverts to the coop.
Silence his canopy,
hugging the hedgerows
to safeguard his cover,
with death in his eyes.
Silence is shattered,
the virgin white snow is blood-spattered;
no mercy is shown
and no quarter given.
Silence settles again,
he retires, hunger sated;
he'll forage again when
his hunger dictates.
Moonlight glistens on snow
and he's stalking,
slyly slinking, belly-cresting
coverts to the coop.
Silence his canopy,
hugging the hedgerows
to safeguard his cover,
there's death in his eyes.
Silence is shattered,
the virgin white snow is blood-spattered;
no mercy is shown
and no quarter given.
Silence settles again,
he retires, hunger sated;
he'll forage again when
his craving dictates.