Poems - JP Melville

  After The Fields 2021 jp melville Cold... Quiet... Bright yellow fungus on balsam logs Wolf scat with feathers Deer droppings fresh Brown water from beaver dam  overlying pond ice Forest leaves scattered flat  everywhere waiting for winter's blanket No snow to cover them all Dark now... Quieter... Wind whispers secrets around the cabin logs...

Coyote Howled In My Night A Memory 2 June 2019 jp melville Coyote howled in my night a memory Now deep forest dark shadows Washed in soft green leaves brush stroke against grey sky in dawn’s soft light Out there air damp Chill shiver Rain drops ping on metal roof A chickadee chirps Somewhere distant geese honk Once a Blue Jay jeers Stillness follows… Woodstove lit Gentle smell of smoke Hot water boiling for coffee Perfect.