Hazel Connelly

Freshman - 635 Points (28th September 1949 / Lancashire)

Little Stream - Poem by Hazel Connelly

The feeling of peace longing for more
Watching reflections move with the flow
The water ripples beneath my toes
And of this place no one knows.

I look with intent at the darkening sky
With solemn face and a tearful eye
Looking across the meadow way
Watching the young deer at play.

The window of light bright once again
Over places dear to my heart remain
I kneel beside the little stream
Peering into the waters gleam.

The deer stops along it's brink
Bending low to take a cool drink
On it flows to a destined place
Along to the sea with impressive grace.

Comments about Little Stream by Hazel Connelly

  • Unwritten Soul (11/17/2011 10:06:00 AM)

    I'm lost in this write, beautiful poem :) It really got soul inside...never stop sharing with all of us here_Unwritten Soul (Report) Reply

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  • (11/16/2011 8:37:00 AM)

    Hi Hazel, this is such a pretty neat poem I felt like being one with the water, gently flowing along with the words. A beautiful image :) May I invite you to read my poem Spring. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 11, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, November 12, 2011

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