POETRY
White-tail Winter
“White-tail Winter” read by Debra Fair.
White-tails wander the woods
biting browse and leftover pine,
panting for flowing brooks
frozen under falling snow.
Does bed in white fields
waiting for winter’s dawn
while hunger paints
their dreams clover green.
My soul lies here
in white-tail winter,
panting for water
to wash the pain.
My soul hungers here
for another season
where suns never set
on streets of gold.
Walk Through
“Walk Through” read by Debra Fair.
When God
opens a door
to meadows of white rose
blank-page petals in first bloom,
walk through.
Debra Fair is a high school English teacher by day and a writer by night. As an author, she specializes in poetry and creative nonfiction centered on faith, nature, and mental health. For more of her work, follow @fair.minded.poetry on Instagram and Facebook.
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