Three willows bowed towards the lake
That slept in placid slumber there,
A mirror of the morning skies
So blue, yet held a chill.
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This once again is another one of your very notorious styles of taking mother nature into the palm of your hand and presenting its story to your readers, as only the way you do so well.... Very very good....
good poem, Andrew...the calmness of the lake the autumn days the floating and sinking leaves all give a philosophic hue to the greenishness of the scene...thanks...10
An enchanting piece Andrew, so full of beautiful imagery. You paint so well my friend 10+
You have captured a snap shot of grace and beauty. I loved 'a mirror of the morning skies, so blue, yet held a chill' Top marks for another lyrical joy!
Very beautiful picture.... Which you painted your with soft hand.. 10x10.. Sincerely, Tsira
A story of the willows, such emotion in this write Andrew, Oh and by the way did you get your latest book published? Love duncan X
So lovely Andrew, your words are like silk, wonderful description of Autumn leaves falling, thanks Lynda xx 10
You have captured the colours of Autumn with the falling leaves beautifully..good write Andrew
Andy, this is a most appealing description of an autumnal scene, written with all the style and polish that we have come to expect from a poet of your calibre. I can 'see' your words on canvass, framed and hanging above a mantle-piece somewhere. I particularly enjoyed your 'weary leaves' - an outstanding metaphor. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥