Yosemite’s Grand Lady Poem by James Ronan
Yosemite’s Grand Lady
Conceived on edge of rock and sky
Are snow melts dripping melodious beats
Forming rivulets that trickle leisurely by
Blending with springs from mountain peaks
Waters frolicking in a joyful cascade
Perform pirouettes on boulders firm
Casting shimmering lights on marriages made
With cold water brooks developing full term
By a languid stream with a rock strewn bed
Are trees attired with protective shade
Where brook trout are instinctively led
To quietude where eggs are laid
Tributaries bond in a final rally
Gently compelled by guiding stone
Sashaying through the stately valley
Where the Grand Merced is beacon home
James, your works could easily be seen in some travel magazine along with a picture. You really should submit some of them. Very very nicely done. And I thought I painted word pictures, you are much more refined than I. Susan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 10:20:35 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Effective use of language to create a rich image. I agree with Susan.