Faint in the Distance

The music of the forest
falls from the trees,
follows the creeks
down through the stony wynd
over logs and slumped banks
to gather and seed the song
along the winter barren,
heard faintly by the river
where we sit beside fires
listening in the dark.



13 Responses to “Faint in the Distance”

  1. Stan Grindstaff says:

    Lovely flow…

  2. robert Ross able says:

    When I read your poetry I always find myself reminiscent. Of times calmer than now…

    We both have memories – your poetry brings back my best, most fondest ones. Those of a boy.

    Thank you.

  3. Paul Blythe says:

    This is a lovely contrast to my favorite experience of walking in the silence of fluffy new fallen snow, which I haven’t seen since the 1990s! Yet, I too have those memories mentioned by Robert Ross Able above.
    Yes, thanks.

  4. Jack says:

    this is one of those poems to just let out a big sigh with……..

  5. Gloria says:

    The silence speaks…thanks Don♥️

  6. Elizabeth Nunn says:

    One of the things I appreciate about your poetry is the steady and rhythmic flow throughout the years. It makes me think about the larger cycle of seeding the song throughout the seasons.

  7. Warque says:

    In the darkness, by the fire. back in L.A… M.

  8. Music falling from trees and flowing like water. Delicious! Thanks, Don.

  9. David Banner says:

    Since I am currently in Costa Rica in the rain forest,I can relate viscerally to this poem…thank you, Don…

  10. Maria Jimenez Frid says:

    Even in the dark we know the music is there, falling from the trees and reassuring us that all is well. Lovely, Don!

  11. Bill says:

    Even wind informs my Community… What a gift and reminder of my Gratitude.

  12. Athena Coleman says:

    This poem redeems the cold harshness of this season.

  13. Lovely Don, what could be expressed better than when the forest orchestra plays its song nightly. Devas love it.

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