PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

If music has colour

Then a tune,indeed,has form.

What a beautiful symphony

Has played since the earth was born.



How much to see the stars

Hanging in a desert night,

Or see a vengeful sun

Drowning in an ocean of light?



The bubbling of a spring

Busily birthing the lake...

Blue sheen of a moorland pool

For the beauty of a drake.



A mountain slope of pine

Perfumes the arms of the wind.

An endless spray of wild flowers

On a green-haired tundra pinned.



See a stray beam of the moon

Glistening snow on its way.

Hold the stark of an oaktree

All its glory long agley.



But...how to see these things

caught in the stroke of a bow

And not hear the sound of it

Is more than I'll ever know.