If I Were Poetry
If I were poetry I would flow so smoothly almost
like a raging river winding steadily through the
canyon, sending heavy rippling waves against the walls.
Finally, at journey's end tumbling, roaring into a sparkling, bubbling giant waterfall.
Just but wait..the journey's not yet finished..there's
more to do.
The waterfall has formed a tranquil lake of submerged
beauty bringing forth nature's charms without adieu.
If I were poetry I would tell you please draw up a seat
of moss against my bank, rest your weary head upon
my green softness as the gentle waves of my poetry
lulls you to sleep forgetting anything rank.
Let the magic of nature regale you with it's unsurpassed
sounds
Listen to nature, you can almost hear the fairies flitting
from flower to flower......wonder abounds.
As evening draws near, moonrise is steady and it's
blessings I hold dear.
Listen closely you can almost hear
If I were poetry....It would be very clear.
Sandi
7 comments:
iI love your images ...as your chosen words took me there...cmp
if i were poetry i'd make my way through everyones hearts and be loved thats a nice poem though!
Very nice! So glad you joined in!
Dawn
Sandi
Yes you do have alot of reading to catch up on. I do enjoy this write and was glad you liked it to my journal. Marvelous.
Spencer
my daughter loves fairys I shall have tosend her to your site. she would love this poem.
Mmm yes indeed sitting by the banks of a river being lulled by the melodic rushing waters is very much like poetry. Very soothing imagery here.
Thanks for visiting my journal, here is an entry you might enjoy. Please come on over when you get a chance. Thanks.
http://journals.aol.com/madmanadhd/ConfessionsofaMadmanInsightsinto/entries/1256
I love this poem...it has carried me right into the glade you described...Thank you for sharing...Courtenay
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