Ventnor - The Isle Of Wight Poem by Sylvia Chidi

Ventnor - The Isle of Wight
The landscape scenery is a delight
Ventnor - The Isle of Sight
The stars and moon shine bright at night
All around the Isle are billows of pure green
And billows of foamed up waves to be seen

The centre displays springs and fountains
Cold winds and light rain hit on the terrain
As I bear witness to sweet nature in delight
Everywhere there is beauty with such might
There is enough nature to delight with or without an invite
And I know that good sweet nature does not bite
But the sharp winter sure does put up a good fight

Ventnor - The Isle of Wight
Cold trapped air!
Ventnor - The Isle of Sight
Cold sharp tears!
It could be either January or February
These dates are set in the mind of my mindless dairy
But as I work through miles of footpaths
I can hear the sound of insects bite
I hold on tight but not of fright or quick flight
But for the wind that blows a very cold plight
I stand on the hills at such a height
And observe from a distance the sea waves ignite

Ventnor - The Isle of Wight
Ventnor - The Isle of Sight
I feel alright and proud like a knight
A visit once more I would like to recite

Copyright 2013 - Sylvia Lovina Chidi