Nature As Poet Poem by Mary Champion

Nature As Poet

Soft ripples caress the river-bank
as it makes its lazy way to the sea.
A jewelled bird flashes across the surface,
and a gentle breeze ruffles the reeds.
Suddenly, unbidden, a poem takes root
for such sensations are its seeds.

(Needless to say, not all poems are sweet and lovely)

Wednesday, February 19, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: river
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