The mist adorns the nestling hills,
and on the air, one hears the trills,
of the waking birds, as one and all,
give out their melodious morning call.
A hush descends across the scene,
where one can effortlessly glean
a sense of peace and tranquil calm,
a kind of comfort, a kind of balm,
that slowly seeps into one's soul.
And then an adventurous nosy mole,
is glimpsed, emerging from his hole,
in this so quiet and peaceful knoll.
A nest of robins greet the sun,
and paint the day with colours spun,
proudly displaying their blood red breasts,
against the green leaves. Then on the crest
now, is seen the rabbits, venturing abroad,
standing regimental, as with one accord,
they quickly sniff the new and freshening air,
each one alert to trouble, fully aware.
What beauty here, what a fine ethereal view,
kissed with affection by the morning dew.
© Ernestine Northover
ERNESTINE...I LIKE THIS VERY MUCH...WARM, SMOOTH EVENFLOW...SERENE IN TEXT, CRISP IN STRUCTURE...AN ACCOMPLISHED WORK AS I SEE IT....''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK
What a lovely, peaceful poem, Ernestine. Well done. I sat on my porch the other night as dusk came down, and there was a whippoorwill singing his heart out, hearlding the coming night...how beautiful it was! Now, if I could just write a poem like this about that! Good job.
An excellent treat for all mindful mouths, garnished with a range of nature's flavors. I love nature, and so with your poem.
A beautiful pastoral poem, I wish I had written it. Love Andrew x
And you have kissed our mind with a sweet, poem that livens the heart Love Duncan X
Splendi, peaceful read! The imagery fantastic. Thank you for the view. Patricia
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely warm poem Ernestine. I love the way that it flows sogracefully.