Tobacco green wave on hills
golden wash of sun flowing
from morning's fountain spills
over undulating seas growing
Helios inscribes his time consuming arc
cloud numbers move across sky's clock
painting hands, shadows long and dark
dirt road behind, now a wake on my walk
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: September 15th, 2024 05:28
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Good write SB.
Thanks so much Orchi it is appreciated
Word picture well painted, Soren.
Thanks Dave appreciate the read and kind words
Your words have captured some fine imagery here Soren. In my mindβs eye I saw movement and colour, sunlight and shadow. Lovely.
Thank you so much my friend I deeply appreciate your read and kind comments
Beautiful!
Thank you Alan for the read and kind word it is deeply appreciated
a very expressive write soren.
picture perfect and most enjoyable.
Thank you so much for the review and most generous comment it is most appreciated
Wow I feel like I was with you on the country walk, I was on my own today in the magnificent hills of Florence but yours capture the smell too. Stunning write my dear sorrenbarret πΉ
Thank you my friend your words are most appreciated. I love walks in nature and admire all her beauty that I miss in the city.
Spoken like a true country boy, at heart anyway. Nice.
I guess that is true. Thanks for the read and kind words Dan
Wonderful words soren describing time in Nature's beautiful way.
Andy
Thank you Andy for your most kind words of support
A fine write.
Thanks Tom Appreciate it
soren you are a gifted poet among poets. Let your name be on the lips of many a visitor in the Halls of Poetry. π
My most heartfelt thanks for such gracious words my friend whether deserved or not they are most appreciated
Oh trust me soren, they are most deservingly deserved. ππ
lovely imagery - can actually visualize it..keep it up dear
Thank you for the read and encouragement it is most appreciated
Majestically penned here sorenbarrett!
I can imagine your inner monologue reading this, in a sage like tone, setting the scene of a stage play.
Well worth a favouriting, bravo, and I hope that all is well.
A heartfelt thanks for your most encouraging words of support they are most welcome and cherished
You are most welcome!
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