Drag Lake Trees Deep In Winter Poem by Deanna Samuels

Trees stood stiff and tall,
Drag Lake beyond, a field of ice
upon which two fishing huts
protect anglers from the clime.
A gradual wind arose
blowing through leafless trees
crescendoed as a howling wail.
Trees, undaunted but forlorn
bent submissively in such gust,
yielding, as if knowing without,
danger could be broken limbs.
The tree's lightest of grey bark
stood starkly, dramatically defined
against the ever-darkening sky.
A glimmer of sun momentarily
broke through the thick cloud,
lighting up the grey tree trunks
into silvered adorned pendants
reaching down into the snow,
piled high over base and roots
secreting from whence they stood.
The birch trees stand there,
encaptured, staying strong,
enduring winter's assault,
awaiting Spring's relief.

Written at Drag Lake, Haliburton, Ontario - 10th March 2022