A Birthright Heritage. Poem by Fay Slimm

A Birthright Heritage.

Rating: 5.0


We who proud belong
Among the countrysiders
Reckon we all see
Such wonderful
Complexity of life.

Far from city lights,
We witness every gleaming
Sunbeam strike new growth
In sacred things
That spawn in grassy streams.

Scent of early dew
We smell in earthy springtime.
Sights of nature's prize
Buzzards, winging
Skywards fill our eyes.

Cygnets magic change
Over time from brown to white.
Dark flocks of starlings
Noisy roost, but
Delight us every nightime.

We want no changes.
Rivers run and must reach sea
From moorland heights, walking
Tall by birthright,
Our heritage is free.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fiona Davidson 13 February 2009

Lovely and very true Fay...such images I get from reading this...thank you Fi...10+++

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Tom Balch 13 February 2009

How blessed we are Fay, beautiful piece 10 + regards Tom

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Lynda Robson 13 February 2009

You are so right Fay, I think countryside dwellers get the best of both worlds, if we want noise and bright lights we can go and find them and then come back to our havens of peace, lovely write as always, 10 Lynda xx

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Catrina Heart 13 February 2009

We want no changes. Rivers run and must reach sea From moorland heights, walking Tall by birthright, Our heritage is free. ---------- A nationalist and environmentalist point of view......great write...Let's protect, rehabilitate and preserve the lovely nature.......10+++++

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Sue Sie 13 February 2009

What a great portrayal here of the worlds Nature...you describe so well the surroundings in this countryside...10+

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Naseer Ahmed Nasir 02 April 2009

'We who proud belong Among the countrysiders Reckon we all see Such wonderful Complexity of life.' I myself belong among the countrysiders. I have seen and learnt this wonderful complexity of life and poetry from the nature, our birthright heritage. Beautiful poem, Fay. Thanks for sharing. Best Wishes Naseer

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Alison Cassidy 22 February 2009

The reader can feel the pride in your voice as you share your precious countryside in affirmative words and winged images. I too live in the bush and, you're right, every day offers another surprise; another reminder of the beauty of nature. A lovely, lilting poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Kevin Wells 18 February 2009

So true! I envy anyone who can know that life. I have the misfortune of living on the outskirts of a city with all the rudeness and brusqueness that the city showers upon us. I dream of retirement in the country. Your picture of country life is a wonderful portrait. Kev.

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Ron Flowers 14 February 2009

This poem is such a pleasure to read, Fay. A 10 from me. Have a great day Ron

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beautiful write my friend

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