A Rural Scene. Poem by Jak Black
A Rural Scene.
I'm sitting alone on my throne of cold stone,
High up on the mountain top.
I'm sitting alone with memories to hone,
Where the sandstone dares to outcrop.
I've sat here before, a thousand times or so,
Yet my pleasures are never the same.
It's what I adore, thrills me to the core.
Artistry, in a bucolic frame.
The vision I see, so vividly,
Portrays a hundred shades of green.
Rolling pastures, oak trees, the flowers, the bees.
It's a picture to bedazzle a queen.
The red kite hovers high, way up in the sky.
So graceful against it's backcloth of blue.
Magpies chatter away in the hedgerow all day.
And the bluebells blossom anew.
Skimming so low, where the wild orchids grow,
The swallows dart after their prey.
It's amazing, you know, that a kite fears a crow,
For the crow comes and sees it away.
The cattle graze lazily, down by the brook,
And my collie puts her head on my knee.
Beauty surrounds me, wherever I look.
I'm as happy as happy can be.
I reflect for a while with a sigh and a smile
On fond memories, of joys, and of cheers.
It‘s then, from my throne of outcropped sandstone,
I feel the music of the spheres.
Such beauty in your pen. I really was there surveying the scenic vista and loved the....'And my collie puts her head on my knee'. Your poem gives a feeling of well-being and belonging. Thank you Jak....10
How DARES that sandstone! Pretty cheeky of it! Its backcloth I am loving this and shall send to MyPoemList. I would chop outcropped from last stanza, .....but no one asked my opinion! ! Hee-hee. Favorite (of many) lines: It's amazing, you know, that a kite fears a crow, For the crow comes and sees it away. :) Bri
Been there......where the moments matter.....re-charge the energies. Good one.
later: 'sees' or 'scares' it away? ? I'll take either one. : ) It took me nearly 8 years to enjoy this poem (a great deal) once again! ! bri : ) ***** of course
Jak, I believe I recall you from 'years ago'. I wonder if you are still around. Hmm? Line 14: You have fallen into the 'its/it's trap'; many have fallen, including me. See? : 'So graceful against it's backcloth of blue.'
from my 'favorites list' i am taking this to adorn my/our July 2017's 'showcase of and for PH poets'. Thanks. i have a new format which allows for any size of poem and easy access to the poem's page in the poet's site. i hope you are well. bri :)
how could i have left a comment just earlier this month and not have remembered i did? ? ? its hmm? :) music of the spheres.............was a phrase used in my college fraternity's ritual. a beautiful poem, and i'd like to have such a place to sit. i satisfy myself with a walk down a country road, past a cow pasture, a cemetery, and etc. Great poem.....again. bri :) memories to hone......esp. nice. i saw red kite in U.K. this year.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 2:51:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Excellent rhyming and choice of words that compel vivid images. No cityscape could compare to this wonderful rural scene. What a delightful poem.
With fond memories of you & your poems in my mind (the back of my mind; that's where my best memories are stored)