poetry and prose about place

messages on a still winter day

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birch bark~



snow, crystal-quiet

a sluggish breeze

riffles the woodland

sunrise lost in a rose sky


listen to the rustle

of paper on wood

the mutter of unwritten lines

birch-bark, deckle-edged


tatters and shreds

sorted by a sluggish wind

words I meant to write

letters ready for the mail



behind parcels

wait for postage

brown paper and string




'Yellow Birch Bark' revision

Copyright  Jane Tims  2013

Written by jane tims

January 28, 2013 at 7:19 am

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  1. Your lines took me close to nature and the sketch is beautiful 👏

    Liked by 2 people


    April 17, 2019 at 9:56 am

  2. another delightful poem and drawing, Thanks, Jane!



    January 29, 2013 at 4:50 pm

  3. Lovely poem and love your sketch (btw your date is incorrect – we’re still in January!)
    I love the way you play around with words

    words I meant to write
    letters ready for the mail
    behind parcels



    January 29, 2013 at 12:04 am

    • Hi Rosie. Thanks! Thanks also for pointing out the date. Isn’t that bizarre? I must have been thinking of February as I completed the drawing. Hope my eraser is a good one! Jane


      jane tims

      January 29, 2013 at 6:47 pm

  4. I love this, Jane. Such evocative words – just beautiful. K


    The Course of Our Seasons

    January 28, 2013 at 11:49 am

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