In Forest of Late Winter

In Forest of Late Winter

In Forest of Late Winter


These are the backrooms

that cram sight-seeing buses

moving people to see spaces

the wide open wild

granite cliffs and dirty snow

away from large equipment.


Searching for water

found a slightly stagnant pond

with what looks like wild radish

fallen tree blossoms

spinning pinks and whites downstream

a beautiful stagnation.


Some Wild Strawberries

growing next to wet pine mulch

white fallen sapling creates

frothy waterfall

a Dragonfly makes a pass

a forest of late winter.


Swaying stride of pine

twelve-foot Lodgepole overhead

wild and cold and accusing

dirty snow needles

sweep and turn of a river

with pitch and dust from the trail.



Sun rises on East

hangs among tops of the trees

reflects off frost on bare logs

starts to melt in sun

firewood smoke seen through mist

slanting nearby river.


Pine trees are perfect

as one walks the snow hill trail

snow falls from the pine needles

snow crystals in sun

soften in front of our eyes

wind in the fur of the pine.


Delicate Hawk floats

near Aspen on half logged hill

as grand as ancient Redwood

an early March wind

a quiet temple of white

lone Buddha spreading its roots.


Tips of Lodgepole Pine

shaking uphill through thickets

where cone rests under a tree

patch of small remains

slowly melts into deeper roots

to grow deeper foundations.



Rock weathered funny

an old tree trunk turned to stone

ice hides in shadow near ground

melting icicle

finding home in cold boulder

a place to spend its last days.


Rubble from the year

pile of twigs from fallen tree

a Lodgepole pushed by the wind

deformed by sharp ice

arched yet still standing in snow

 barely supporting its weight.


This land is not dead

there is dryness in cool fog

this forest is not a dream

evergreens align

to the shudder of the sun

this years cold stubborn winter.


Winter earthquake rot

rock strata fold blanket chill

crystalline mist as prayer

Spring will always be

every year to abandon

memories of old season.

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My name is Jamie Lee Hamann and I have a passion for writing short fiction and poetry. I started writing for TCE around 2015 and since then I have finished seven collections of poetry and plans for more. I currently live in Lemmon Valley NV with my family. If you desire to find my other work on the internet feel free to stop by my website The website offers articles on poetry, poems, and links to all my other writing.

4 thoughts on “In Forest of Late Winter

  • March 15, 2022 at 8:13 AM

    Thank you, Jamie, for taking us on a walk through the beauty of nature. Your imagery is perfect to create wonderful visions. Well done.

  • March 15, 2022 at 11:00 PM

    Your nature inspired poems are always a delight to read, Jamie. You describe your surroundings like only a true poet can.

  • March 16, 2022 at 4:00 AM

    What a delightful read. Nature is wonderful, and so are your poems. Very well expressed. Thank you very much for sharing, Jamie.
    Blessings to you! 🙂

  • March 25, 2022 at 9:29 AM

    Excellent work Jamie. I must agree i thoroughly enjoyed this nature based poetry. So much to write about with nature and youve done great work describing such things from frost to fog andnother things in between. Nice work


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