Lavender

Nov 15, 2025 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Reverence

The hours I've paused
here in these woods,
free from the sense of reason,

the unclad trees,
now bones revealed,
revere this quiet season.

The Aspen, high,
the Cottonwood
turn slightly from the Sun

to honor Winter
as it draws near -
our resting has begun.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: United States

Favorite Poets: I tend to read Ted Kooser, Jim Harrison, Billy Collins, Paul Simon, Robert Frost. I like minimalist poetry, and poems reflecting on nature and Mother Earth.

This user supports Neopoet so it can be free to all

Comments

Obadiah Grey

5 months ago

Lovely, strangely calming.I…

Lovely, strangely calming.
I'll remember this !

Obi.

Lavender

5 months ago

Hello, Obi,

Lovely, strangely calming... exactly how the fall/winter woods feel to me.

Thank you so much for reading!

Candlewitch

5 months ago

This Poem...

Lovely Lavender,

the title is perfect! Another view into your humanity! You are so exquisitely beautiful!

these lines:

The hours I've paused
here in these woods,
free from the sense of reason,

(I believe) are the heart of the piece. They drew me in...

love, Cat

Lavender

5 months ago

Hello, Cat,

I've been spending a lot of time in the woods as of late. Grounding and free of all logic and worldly thoughts. :)

Thank you, as always, for your generous comments!

Much love,

Candlewitch

5 months ago

Dear Lavender,

I wish for your up-coming holidays to be warm and pleasantly reflective.

much love to you, Cat

Lavender

5 months ago

Hello, Cat,

Thank you! The same to you and Steven!

Much love,

William Lynn

5 months ago

Beautiful

Another beautiful poem. "To honor winter as it draws near" paints the perfect picture as transition takes place.

Thanks for sharing. - Will

Lavender

5 months ago

Hello, Will,

Winter is not my favorite season, but I'm trying to honor it and witness the wonderment. The woods help! Much to love there!

Thank you!

Geezer

5 months ago

the changing of the season to the cold and almost bare winter, with only occasional flashes of a cardinal or blue jay, contrasting with the grey of the squirrel and blended white of the snow bunnies. Good stuff. ~ Geez.

Lavender

5 months ago

Hello, Geezer,

I really enjoy your envision of the winter woods! Thank you for sharing such beautiful thoughts!