Near the flowering meadow-
Lilac's they scent the breeze-
Veiled 'neath motion-filled skies-
Are the Oak and Cherry Trees...
Running in crystal clear ripples-
O'er pebbles of days of past time-
'Tis a silver sparkled brook-
With small hills, nearby to climb...
The Vale 'tis sheer enchantment-
Pastoral views, they do abound-
Rustic-Bucholic-themed-
These visions, breath-takingly astound!
The colour-splashed panoramas of: The Artist-
From His palette to His feathery brush-
Done in oils or in water colours-
Captured are His Vales, Most Lush!
This is a brilliant poem i myself usually do not write in a scheme occasionally when the mood strikes but i appreciate poets who do awesome poem!
Thanks to both of you; Allie and meggie. Your words do mean more than i could ever say! Blessings and love, Theo XXXX: 0)
Lush is such an delicious word and you have used it to great effect in this pretty pastoral piece of worship and thanksgiving. It almost sounds like a hymn. Beautiful penning. love, Allie xxxx
So we can now experience the beauty God has given to us..It's beautifully well describe the scenery, and i can feel it..Wish i was there, have the privilege to paint, too..thanks for sharing
Such a beautiful landscape you paint with your art, most lush indeed... andy 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
just read something like 'cosmic honey comb' from leonard. now, yet another honeycomb of words oozing honey.