A Pantoum - Alone On The Hillside Poem by Lisa Cresswell Wilkinson
A Pantoum - Alone On The Hillside
As she sits alone on the hillside watching the sunrise
Silence is golden, movement is absent
Upon the grassy fields she sees shadowing darkness
The freshness in the air surrounds her intensely
Silence is golden, movement is absent
Dawn breaks, the skies come alive
The freshness in the air surrounds her intensely
Birds flutter freely tweetering 'good morning'
Dawn breaks, the skies come alive
Upon the grassy fields she sees shadowing darkness
Birds flutter freely tweetering 'good morning'
As she sits alone on the hillside watching the sunrise
MMM! i love a good pantoum! lol this is a very interesting one, beautiful! my pantoum is called'In A Song' if you wanna read it. ive always thought the pattern was fun to follow.
Lisa, the imagery is well expressed here. I could visualize myself sitting on the hillside watching the sun slowly creeping up in the horizon. Beautiful, just beautiful. Top Marks from me. Thanks for sharing it my friend. David
Lisa this poem has beautiful images and it is so well written, it was a pleasure to read. cheers Sylvie top marks
Can one hear silence, or do we just teel it, deep in our hearts...that suspended feeling, waiting for dawn..how lovely.
What an amazingly beautiful thought, very atmospheric, Love Duncan x
Lisa, what a lovely pantoum. Well constructed and musical. You've inspired me to have a go. Thanks. love, Alison
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Strange, but I really like it...