- Nova Scotia 1917 -
My home is soft and cozy
here ,life is easy and busy ...
I left the old continent
and its life of torment ,
I married a brave wife ,
and start a new life .
Below flows the river,
border of my shelter .
The deep forest to infinity,
wolf and bear territory
rough blizzard forces silence
and frozen elements dance...
Indian summer warms the hearts,
blending heaven and earth ...
My kingdom sleeps in one long season,
far from the brutal world's reason ...
My home was so soft and cozy ,
but the world is going crazy,
unknown cities of the old continent,
call me back to torment...
- Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 15th, 2023 10:10
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 15
- Users favorite of this poem: Bella Shepard
Comments2
Powerful. Great imagery.
Thanks thomas. A true story...
"My kingdom sleeps in one long season, far from the brutal world's reason ..." gets to the very heart of this beautiful poem. To find peace of mind and heart such as this is a rare gift, worthy of your choice. Beautifully written my friend, with such a beautiful pic .
Lucky you!
Thanks Bella .I lived for a few year in this magnificent and so preserved region of Canada !
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