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Tuesday, January 10, 2012

A Small Stone: Jan 10, 2012


Hollow hallowed sound,
Echoes through advancing gloam;
The owl has returned.
I sit up, spine long,
Aligned with the mélange of hardwoods
Soaring white pine;
Attentive as the dog,
Together we listen to the primeval forest song,
She, whining,
A bit spooked or perhaps singing along.
And me?
Silenced by awe.



16 comments:

  1. Wonderfully atmospheric Laura.

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  2. Boy, you don't see the word "gloam" too much any more -- good for you for using it! Makes me think of that Scottish folk song "Roamin' in the Gloamin'".

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  3. i have missed your small stones, they are all lovely.

    i think i remember that you got a new camera, looks like things are going really well with that!!

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  4. Beutifully written Laura. I like the sound of owls.

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  5. Nice, to be alert to the sounds of nature. Lovely writing.

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  6. The owl has returned- seeming to see into the core. Maybe it is the owls solitary nature that your dog is unsure of. I found that contrast most beautiful... the pack animal calling to the solitary one. Thank you for your thoughts yesterday--- I think they were a blessing. xo teri

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  7. A fascinating photo and a haunting poem :o)

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  8. Welcome back to this special visitor. I know how much you look forward to her (his) arrival! Enjoy...

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  9. We occasionally see or hear an owl in our woods ~ that last two times were late at night as we settled into bed before a trip the next day. I took that as a good omen. Owls are awe-inspiring to me, perhaps it's their focus and determination.

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  10. Vivid song of nature, and awe is the appropriate response.

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  11. A great capture with nice vivid imagery, wonderful piece!

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  12. first...i love the songs of the forest and the wild...and to see and owl...i have not seen one in a few years...that would be a gift to me...smiles.

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  13. Love this...love to be in awe of nature. :)

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  14. ~the photo is almost like a kaleidoscope...as you are looking up upon the tree...beautiful words and nothing like a walk in the woods to bring calmness to ones day...much love light and blessings~

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  15. What a wonderful poem and picture! Love the phrase "primeval forest song"

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