A Winter Walk
written by: Linda Marie Hilton
The silence of the winter’s chill
Yields birdsong blooms, oh what a thrill!
Chickadees chatter, gaily seek
Birdseed thrown on snow covered hills
Shoveled from paths, to mountains deep
Far beyond turned gold raked leaves heaps.
Featherweight wrens flit soft above
While snowy blankets creatures keep
Warm underneath like earthen gloves
Huddled together though not doves.
Crispy snow crunches below boots
Breath lingers as a fog, hovers,
Mini cloud in a bright sun, moot
Though daylight still, hear the owls hoot.
Born and raised in Massachusetts, Linda Marie Hilton moved to NYC in her early 20's and resided there over a decade. She studied oboe, dreaming of becoming an orchestral musician, starved, studied accounting and became an accountant, starved. She moved out west, starved and became a poet. She is the author of "Words of a Feather Hawked Together" and “Swans of the Boundary Waters.”
Latest posts by Linda Marie Hilton (see all)
- A Winter Walk - February 12, 2026
- Veiled - October 26, 2025
- Winter’s Paean - February 24, 2025
