Through the Woods and Over the River
(A Winter's Tale by Deborah J Lindsey)
We have journeyed far this night,
Best Belov-ed.
We journeyed though the woods
lovely and dark.
Save for a sliver of a pale moon
to
light our path.
We met a travel weary poet
and his sleigh horse.
The snow drifted about them,
glistening and deep.
The horse was not lost,
He was sure of the way.
He stamped and snorted out his eager breath.
And his harness bells jingled a song of
home.
But The poet was lost,
'He was hopelessly spellbound.
Immersed in the magic of the woods
And the silence of the night.
He was a prisoner,
Willingly ensnared in his web of
words.
We have journeyed far this night,
Best Belov-ed.
Look yonder, over across this frozen
river,
Where the lamp lights beckon,
And the hearth fires crackle away
the chill.
Our Dear One waits,
Pink-cheeked and hungry
eyed.
She stirs her bubbling
kettle,
And longs to fill our
bowls
With her warmth and love.
C
Copyright December, 2016 by Deborah J LindseyAuthor's Note: Many thanks to the poster of this snap- an elf and a bunny looking across a frozen pond. Perhaps, a lovely supper waited in one of the lamp-lit houses? Perhaps, a savory stew, fragrant and hearty for the elf and a pile of fresh hay and roasted carrot for the bunny?
Again, thanks for delighting my day with words. DJL
I got inspired by a photo someone shared on Face Book and wrote about it I I have spent the entire morning and well into the afternoon in perfect writer’s delight. Writing makes me happy. Bunnies make me happy. Elves, well I can take them or leave them but the little elf that sat with the bunny looking across a frozen river at houses with welcome lamps and hearth fires burning has done a happy job on this lady. How so? Snatches from a song- over the river and through the woods, but in my use, through the woods and over the river, and a poem remembered most happily about lovely, dark,deep woods filled with snow(thanks RF) all sprang forth to brighten my day.
