dean langmuir


The howl

downwind the coyote

it quites fowl

upon their waters

joins and drifts between the shores of silence

waning with the moon.


The loon,she cries

before she dives

bobbing offspring ripple,as they dine the 

dawns delights.


The geese

they goose

their goslings

thru the reeds,that feed and shelter

tiny feet they web the minnows

as they eat.


The owl

hears howls of wind and fauna

only it can see

the deer,turn a ear

to the scent within the whispers.

  • Author: dean langmuir (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 16th, 2022 04:11
  • Category: Nature
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  • User favorite of this poem: Paul Bell.


  • Paul Bell

    This is very poetic in the animal kingdom. Does the owl see all, and can it alert to the coyote on the prowl.

    • dean langmuir

      Thanks for commenting and fav-ing,and the owl probaly does both,take care

    • Rocky Lagou

      Wow really picturesque. I love this natural scenery you portrayed and you did splendidly.

      • dean langmuir

        Thanks Rocky,I'm trying new topics and words to present,I was goiing to comment on some your poems but the others said it so well.Poet on,have great day.

      • dean langmuir

        Thanks so much,I am trying to write on different topics and levels so to speak,I was goiing to comment on some of your poems but felt the others said it well.take care.

      • Jon Nakapalau

        Really nice - a connectedness to nature we so often forget - inspired.

        • dean langmuir

          I agree,I'm fortunate enough it to have it at my fingertips.take care.

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