Note from the Secretary
“I shall wait for you with the Great White Owl
in the office up from the shore. The tiny owls
have grown and left us but someone has whispered
that there are five nests in the hollows of the
great oaks in the centre.
Please tread carefully if you
wander in our woods.”
- The Secretary (Fran.)


I come in search of nesting places within the hollows of the great oaks – come to nest and regenerate.
Heather Blakey
April 1, 2008 at 11:46 am
Exploring the wild places on White Owl Island, Heather. Will be sure to mind my step in the woods, too, Fran.
imogen88
April 1, 2008 at 12:14 pm
Beautiful poem! White Owl Island is inviting and soothing to my soul.
espirit07
April 1, 2008 at 1:28 pm
Nests – full of promise for the future. Thank you for the gift of your poetry, Fran.
shewolfy728
April 1, 2008 at 2:24 pm
Yes, tread carefully indeed, for one never knows what treasures are hidden in the shadows or behind the leaves.
Vi
woodnymph
April 1, 2008 at 2:24 pm
Heather, you have outdone yourself…this is fantastic.
Vi
woodnymph
April 1, 2008 at 2:25 pm
a place of rebirth – just what I need!
kvwordsmith
April 1, 2008 at 3:04 pm