Ponder Poem by Ernestine Northover
Ponder
The tufts of grass grew tall along the wall,
then through the fence, continued on their way,
into a meadow.
There, wild flowers grew,
in vivid colours of every hue,
and were strewn down the hill in disarray,
sparkling bright in the early newborn day,
leaving the mind to ponder on it all.
© Ernestine Northover
wonderful descriptive poem about the nature, lovely to read.....10++++++
Even the grass on the wall lets you ponder on if only you are a staunch nature-lover ...simply superb
I need ponder no more after ready this Ernestine, , now you've done it! ! I want to start writing again All the best Love duncan X
How I enjoy pondering on a poem like his about nature in your country. The picture in my mind of wild flowers strewn down the hill is truly beautiful. 10 love Karin
A vivid, bright and refreshing view of the English summer meadows. Really beautiful. Love, Andrew xx
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5/2/2024 7:49:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Without the picture of nature we would often be at a loss for subject matter Ernestine - - and as your lovely verse reminds us we all have much food for poetic thought in the bounties of the hedgerow....10 from Fay...