~ ~ The Purple Headed Mountain ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ (A Villanelle) ~ ~ ~

Alan .S. Jeeves

The purple headed mountainside

~ They sing it in their Sunday pews ~

Where golden eagles soar and glide.

 

Here cackling, calling birds abide,

Each winging pecks of airborne news;

The purple headed mountainside.

 

Where once the wolf, in dander, cried

An echo roiling to infuse,

Where golden eagles soar and glide.

 

For shades and coloured hues provide

(With tinctured yellows, reds and blues)

The purple headed mountainside.

 

Above where peaks and clouds collide;

Aloft on high in ones and twos

Where golden eagles soar and glide.

 

So nearer heaven here I hide

And here alone is where I choose;

The purple headed mountainside

Where golden eagles soar and glide.

 

ASJ

 

 

 

 

  • Author: ASJ (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 5th, 2020 15:02
  • Comment from author about the poem: An 8, 8, 8, (8) villanelle.
  • Category: Nature
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