Ernestine Northover

Veteran Poet - 1,578 Points (25th March 1943)

My Beau - Poem by Ernestine Northover

I sat, my back resting against a tree trunk,
The sun shining full on my face,
I felt as if my whole being had shrunk,
As I looked out, at this huge open space.

This tree was enormous, such girth must have been
Created by vast centuries of time,
I was but a speck, when from such distance seen,
Yet it stood strong, as if just in its prime.

The views were stupendous, and over the lake,
Four herons were skimming in pairs,
So elegant were they, as each circle they'd take,
No, rushing with time, and no cares.

And as I sat pondering, the lake sparkled on,
The tree trunk, at my back, my support,
Then all of a sudden the sunshine had gone,
And a shadow across me was wrought.

But still I sat on, in this spellbinding scene,
It held me enraptured as though,
I was part of the landscape, and had always been,
And this tree was my 'soulmate' my 'beau'!

© Ernestine Northover


Comments about My Beau by Ernestine Northover

  • Andrew Blakemore (9/26/2008 4:35:00 PM)


    I'm a bit of a tree-hugger too Ernestine! This is a really lovely poem. Love, Andrew x (Report) Reply

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  • (4/14/2006 10:23:00 AM)


    Dear Ernestine
    Strangely, or rather not so, today we went to a place called brokerswood, have you heard of it? It has such a beautiful feel about it, the people who run this small concern are all so kind and there is a real family feel about the whole place, you can walk for quite a distance within the woods and there in a train ride and climbing apperatus for the Children, I think that you would both love it, who knows maybe one day you will visit this place, so much peace and tranquillity there, I love your poems on nature as you really do talk straight from the heart, Love To You And Your Family (Report) Reply

  • (3/15/2006 5:48:00 AM)


    Animistically beautiful. A bewitching style. Susie. (Report) Reply

  • (1/3/2006 9:49:00 AM)


    what an accomplishment
    so beautifully expressed
    what humans have so long sought
    though few attained
    really
    really
    being one with the vast Cosmos
    in all its manifestations
    but not in an abstract sense
    here the wonder of your words
    intimate
    with all beings
    whether sentient or not
    (but that's another matter)
    (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 3, 2006

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 6, 2008


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