I look and for the first time see
A landscape glimpsed through new eyes
A revelation of colour and sound
Shackled by an implausible scene
Little by little this world melts away
It's weight removed with gentle ease
Whilst natures gifts present themselves
Within this ever changing picture before me
So rejuvenated I find my feet
unshackled from my sweet confinement
From this canvas that has held my gaze
This painting hung before me
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Author:
Daniel (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is a poem about the area where I live. It's beautiful rural area, still relatively unspoilt by progress!
- Category: Nature
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Thanks for sharing and caring DANIEL. So often we can't see the wood for the trees and fail to see the beauty of what is on our own doorstep ! A beautifully constructed trio of free verse quatrains bursting with the joy and contentment of where you are and who you are. I have posted melancholy poems about the Referendum and England's humiliation ~ frozen out by Iceland! However your perfect poem has raised my spirits and I have lifted my eyes unto the Hills of the English Lake District (in my mind's eye) and thought I live in the most beautiful Country on Earth so why should I worry about the transience of Football and the EU ! The UK will still be here in a million years and even more beautiful. Lovely poem ~ lovely poet ! Thanks ~ Yours BRIAN
Thank you Brian. I am very lucky to have all this outside my door to distract me from recent events! Although the rugby and cricket show we can still win in some sports!! (Every cloud and all that )
Wonderful poem Daniel, I love nature poems and have posted one myself.. You have described a living masterpiece that is all of nature, and in a soft and gentle tone that came through in the reading..Clear imagery and a lovely flow to your well chosen words.. Bravo my friend... Dee.
Thank you Dee for you lovely community!
I meant comment........ predictive text on my phone!! (at least that's my excuse)
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