Nature Photography Poetry

A Winter’s Morning

The sun creeps ever so slowly over the snow-covered mountain,
Cardinals sing out to the new mornings’ arrival,
Cold wind whips over the placid landscape,
A flock of Geese cries out overhead,
As they glide on in V formation.

The tiny creek slowly trickles on as ice floats downstream,
A bright orange Fox leaps through the new-fallen snow in search of breakfast,
The sky above the bucolic scene is painted a light shade of amber,
Giving warmth to the frozen earth below.

Most mornings begin like this,
With balance and tranquility,
Nature’s symphony continuing.


By James Vespoli

Writer, Photographer, and Managing Operator of Wild Cape Press LLC

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