Featherbed Poem by Ernestine Northover

Featherbed

Rating: 4.9


Clouds all tumbling steadily along, way up above my head,
Looking, Oh, so cosy, like an exquisite featherbed.
I could just relax there, within those many rolling hills,
And sleep, and dream away my cares, my sorrows and my ills.
Floating across the blue expanse of sky and space anew,
I 'd thus become as light as air, and could bid the world adieu.

© Ernestine Northover

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Steve Armstrong 24 November 2005

: -) Reminded me a little of Wordsworth's 'I Wandered lonely as a cloud' Obviously not a bad thing! Very nice, i was there: -) a 10!

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Uriah Hamilton 25 November 2005

You have a very lovely poem here, Ernestine!

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Paul Holmes 29 December 2011

You make us want to be there too. Nicely done.

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Andrew Blakemore 07 April 2008

Beautiful thoughts Ernestine, you made me feel like I want to float on clouds too. Andrew x

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Emma Johnson 10 March 2006

Reading your poem I felt as light as a feather, and that is the evocative power of a style like yours. What a beautiful mind, Ernestine. Love from Susie.

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Duncan Wyllie 03 March 2006

The abillity to see wonder in the smallest of things.The Child within.This is a true gift.Love Duncan

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Tallie Kane 24 January 2006

Gorgeous :) It makes me want to get into my own bed. You have a wonderful way of relaxing people and calming them with your words, and thats a talent. write more! x tallie

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