Snowdonia Poem by ANDREW BLAKEMORE


Rating: 5.0

Behold the sweeping valleys
Where the heathered slopes do lie,
With rugged peaks that reach
Unto the ever-changing sky,
Where Snowdon stands before me now
As clouds begin to break,
Llanberis still the morning light
Now rests upon the lake.

I climb the path before me
That is strewn by rock and stone,
As the summit shrouded by the mist
Does proudly stand alone,
I pause for just a moment there
To look across the way,
As colours of September rise
To bless this holy day.

The shadows lift through darkness
As the sun begins to shine,
And valleys dressed in violet veils
Then meet the emerald pine,
Its peacefulness befalls me
As I breathe the mountain air,
And gaze with deepest awe upon
This land beyond compare.

Lesley Sutherland 10 July 2008

I such a delightful poem. I particularly like the rhythm as it 'flows' like the flowing scenery around you. I've been to these places that you write about and you have captured them perfectly. Well done.

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robin banks 05 October 2018

been there and this should be used as advertisement as it really is a great piece of writing. absolute class

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Lynda Robson 18 July 2008

I think you have captured the beauty of Snowdonia so well here Andrew, this poem should be put in the guide book, excellent my friend, 10 again, Lynda xx

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Duncan Wyllie 13 July 2008

One word needed here, , * QUALITY * Its peacefulness befalls me As I breathe the mountain air, Alone I gaze in awe upon This land beyond compare. Well done A STAR * From duncan X

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Thad Wilk 10 July 2008

A delight to read Andrew! ! Powerfully capturing and wonderfully descriptive! ! *10*! ! You rule my friend! Thad

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Daedalus Labyrinth 10 July 2008

I enjoy your talent for capturing and expressing the beauty of the places you write about in your poetry. Its fun to read and be able to visualize the landscape. Thanks

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