Wall of rock and earthen mound
Wearing oft a crown of cloud
Steadfastly reaching ever up, for the golden sun
Broad shoulders covered ‘round in cloak of trees
Whose branches proudly thrust out green leaves
Wizened face of weathered stone
Whispers of cool streams aflow
Atop lies a bald peak, unperturbed by tumult below
A hidden island up on high
Above the shadow of a somber sky
Like a beacon in a sea of white
A solid anchor, with tether of sunlight
Watching with unwavering zeal
Revealing whereon warm ray is sought for most
When e’r a storm doth pour forth woes
- ¡¿†¥lΣ®?!
A very descriptive write
A very descriptive write and what a picture you painted with your words, lovely work here,
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
Very nice....
I love this poem, it makes the world more beautiful and it's easy to understand... :)
K.A.
Glad you like! Thanks
Glad you like! Thanks for the nice comment.
I often wonder whether what I try to say makes any sense to anyone but myself. So it's good to hear you say so. :p
¡¿†¥lΣ®?!
...whispers of cool
...whispers of cool streams... isonefineline - Muah! ~allets~