Nature Dancing Poem by Shreenita Ghosh

Nature Dancing

Rating: 4.1


The treetops nod,
The cherubs sing,
The fairies dance,
As the bluebells ring.

The clouds float,
In the sapphire skies.
The peacocks dance,
As the west wind sighs.

The washed clothes dance,
In the breeze that blows,
The mermaids dance,
Where our imagination flows.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandra Fowler 06 March 2006

What a lovely, positive poem. It brightened my day to read it. Keep up the good work. Regards, Sandra Fowler

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Catastrophe King 07 August 2006

Such simple narration, yet so expressive. I love this 'natural'poem. Full rank.

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John Tiong Chunghoo 19 March 2006

The washed clothes dance, In the breeze that blows, reminds me of my humour haiku or senryu; clothesline a robin flips, hops, twits on my underpant

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Aashish Ameya 06 March 2006

i feel nature inside me dancing eternaly...good work.

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Dan Tharp 06 March 2006

Your words flow nicely. dan

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Kee Thampi 06 March 2006

i wish you write more and more, makes good imageries

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