michaeline coulter


Beauty - Poem by michaeline coulter

The chirping of the crickets all around
Got to be quite not make a sound
The wiffing of the wifferells sounds so serene
So much beauty yet unseen
The scenes of the mountains so tall and wide
The change of the weather comes in with the tide
Reallity sets in signs all around
People are talking all over town
Gossips and liars it seems all there is
I don't believe them I'll tell you this
Taking in beauty while I stll can
It's being desroyed because of man

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 12, 2007

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 24, 2011


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