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Hi. I consider myself a fledgling poet and would be grateful for any tips, criticism, or opinions. Tell me what you think of this one.
Sunset at Elm Springs
The gentle contours of the hills surround me where I lie
The stillness only broken by the endless sweep and sigh
Of grasses waving in the breeze beneath the vaulted sky.
The little spring-fed creek below flows slowly on it's way
The lone tree on the hilltop catches the last light of day
And all the shadows lengthen in the sun's departing ray.
I watch the homeward flight of birds returning to their nest
My back against this weathered rock, content to stay and rest
And watch the sunset colors fade and die out in the west.
this is amazing! Your rhythm is outstanding, keeping the pattern in time and the rhyme makes it even better! This is GREAT :)