Evergreen leaves over glades of white
In harmony with winters spite
Now hang their heads with maidens dew
With all their glory showing through
These delicate petals in fragile cast
A life so short not meant to last
Spread across the forest glade
With scent as if in heaven made
These gentle snowdrops full of grace
In abundance now, to fill this place
A dancing ballet, all dressed in white
Caress the eye in pure delight.
Graham I had to read this poem three times because I did not want to come out of the fairy dell, seeing them in there little white skirts and green bodices, I just did not want to leave. It was so full of beauty just like the poem cheers Sylvie.
Oh this sings, Graham! ! ! So sweet and gentle in sound, and equally pleasing to the mind's eye with the lovingly-drawn images. I just love your metaphor, here: 'ballet in white'. Delightful. Hey Graham, go to 'A Heart Is Surely Bound' by Ernestine Northover (if you haven't already read it) . If you can paint such beauty as you've done here, then you'll love the beauty in Ernestine's poem. Regards, Gina.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi! I’m Eddie Roa and I just got in to this website. By chance I came across your name in the list of poets and read some of your works. Good writes. I have posted some of my poems today and a few days ago.. My style ranges from light to dark poetry (modern enough but not postmodern) and some Japanese verse forms like haiku, senryu and tanka. I hope you will bother to check out my work. Thanks and happy writing.