SIMPLE CHORDS
Above the multi-mullioned windows
chimneys thrust their brick and stone
beside the stately sycamores
which wave and sing to simple chords
conducted by the wandering breeze
Reaching down from branch and limb
and silvered by the moons first touch
where softened contrasts merge as one
their night time shadows shift and sway
on wood side tracks and gravelled paths
Into this scene a girl appears
a gentle lass of summers few
unpractised in the arts of life
and waiting for the warming sun
to melt the ice of youths reserve
Light of foot she strokes the ground
with shoes which dance to simple chords.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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Beautiful, dancing to Nature's Symphony is glorious.
Might go outside and try it for myself before it gets light - or there again...! Cheers Andy.
A fine write and pic Michael. Yep, no use being too cryptic, or no one knows what we're on about - including ourselves maybe!
Is this 'Me, Myself, I, or Miss Berles' writing this poem?
Well I myself haven't a clue - Miss Berles is in the garden dancing.
Who are these 3 guys - Me, Myself, and I? Much more of this, and I shall meet Myself coming back from the shops! Or will I meet 'Me' or 'I'?
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Lovely this delicate introduction to a tale which could have an interesting sequel - - great read again Mike.
\\\\\\\i'll have to put my thinking cap on - thanks Fay
THANKS UNCLE MIKE ~ A fine poem exaling the MUSIC & DANCE of Nature. Please check my University Poem and the Wiffenpoof Song ~ Yours as always BRIAN !
Cheers Brian.
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