La Vinuela Poem by Douglas McClarty

The morning mist settles on the lake
The Shepherd leading his flock to drink
I hear their tiny bells clanging as they go
The Iberian sun rising from its sleep

The mountains look grey this time of day
But like a curtain raised their beauty unfolds
Olives trees dotted across the scorched land
Brings the artists canvas live with green

The blue lake sparkles in the warm glow
I feel the gentle breeze cooling my face
I stand, I stare at natures beauty
As the white village above comes alive

Around me the vivid colours of the land
Lantana sways in the gentle wind
Bougainvilleas a pleasure to the eye
Almond blossoms fall like confetti

As Day passes Maroma the majestic mountain
Like a Chamelion the colours change
Grey to green and finally red
When the Iberian sun slips slowly to bed.