Rise over the hill to catch the gleaming loch,
The sun soars high above the mountain's bulk
Trees sing with the hum of the wind,
as the perched brooding buzzards sulk.
See the land's patchwork blanket of green,
And sink into the breeze's embrace.
Lazy clouds drift onwards,
High above this highland grace.
Lovely word pictures. Enjoyed it, Stephanie from where? Reminded me of mine called Pole Vaulting. Adeline
Evokes beautiful scenes and uses my favorite form - rhyme. Nice to bump into you Stephanie - pls check out my humble efforts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think I have walked this place, well written, well done regards Tom 10+