England Countryside Heaven Poem by Sylvia Chidi

Miles of green England countryside
Green smiles unleash the English wild
In all places shine thorny shrubs and brambles
This prettiness leaves me breathless as I ramble
Within this countryside heaven I take a pointless amble
For life is a gamble and some lives are nothing but a shamble

At four in the morning I hear all kinds of birds get flirty
I get intoxicated in the smell of rain, mud, wet and earthy
This awesome green grass that acquires in such mass
The hills, exotic skylines and unpolluted streams that I pass
Make me wonder about the sound of jazz played in bass
For countryside is the best treasure that England has

England’s country side decorated by unparalleled seasides
The fountains, springs and streams bring about their own tides
I see the dusty roads swim across to endless farms
Where sheep and cows go about day to day business in calm
A branch from an Oak tree twitches my arm
I step aside because these white daisies must come to no harm

The woody aroma of several forests
With castles scattered in England’s nest
And when the moon lights the Lake Land
You can feel the power of England’s longest lakes
I feed with a spoon the scenic views of Oxford
The swans that swim the peaceful rivers
The River Otter which houses wild beavers
The seaside that decorate the coastal towns
With such exquisiteness no one can put up a frown
The squirrels and the gentle galloping horses
And the flat green ever stretching golf courses

England’s countryside heaven
I am counting from one to seven then eleven
The wonderful English oaks
The buzzing bees and swarming butterflies
The soft approaching winds and colourful cottages
In grace I watch the cattle grazing
On the hill beds, farm dogs gaze and laze
And to me it is no task to bask in this splendour
I will dwell in this stench of surrounding worldly odours
This is remarkable magnificence that inspires me to reflect
And gives me a little break from all that is artificially intellect

Copyright 2015 Sylvia Lovina Chidi