brian roy skyers


Views On High - Poem by brian roy skyers

Cocking an ear to the sound of silence
Where no brusk abhorrence makes it’s presence
Perched on high savouring the scene below
The patchwork of colours,
home to life that would be born and grow
As men through the ages must have viewed and admired
Any excuse to stop, needing not to be tired
Barely a breeze carries the crows up high
Twisting, appearing to fight
Along with their raucous cries, soon
Reluctant steps, on from this place
Scanning about, savouring the scene
Grateful for the seemingly endless space
A riverine place on another day
swells the heart and may be the same
But these hills over generations we will try to tame
Heightens the senses again and again


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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, April 4, 2014


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