Wednesday, 4 December 2013
High as a Kite
I climbed
Through the wide mountain meadows
Running fingers through
Thigh high grass, laced with blood red poppies.
Smelt the pureness of the air
And felt its fleeting frost kiss on my cheek.
I lay
Down beside the turquoise mountain lake,
Waves rippling gently in the breeze,
Put my hands beneath my head and
Shut my eyes, allowed myself to doze
To the lullaby of lightly lapping water.
I opened
My eyes and squinted into a blooming sun,
Its petals reaching out to touch
The misty trails of whiteness webbing the sky.
And saw it, sensuously sweeping, whispering to me.
A winged vision, magnificent, majestic, high as a kite.
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Wonderful to lay by that tarn and listen to the waves..
ReplyDeleteBjörn it surely was. Thanks for reading it.
DeleteThis is so pretty, Pea. Oh, that delicious tiredness when hiking in the mountains, & being kissed by a mixture of the sun's warmth & the crisp air. I really enjoyed this.
ReplyDeleteYou can't beat a day walking through the mountains
Deletenice...what a beautiful scene you laid out...would not mind taking a bit of a nap out there in the shadow of the mountains...its too dang cold here though...smiles...
ReplyDeleteOh well Brian, I am missing my mountains. I'm stuck in a rain riven London. It's cold too.
DeleteReminds me of my vision, but with sustenance rather than destruction. Very beautiful, Pealogic.
ReplyDeleteI read yours and left a comment. Yours has a very different mood.
DeleteSounds like a beautiful walk and a breath taking sight to see!
ReplyDeleteThanks Robyn, it was a beautiful walk.
DeleteHow beautiful! And you took me there! Thank you!
ReplyDeleteSherry, happy to have you along.
DeleteThis is beautiful; might I suggest changing allowing to allowed - it will smooth the flow of that line, which caused the only stumble I had when reading this out loud.
ReplyDeleteTony
Tony, thanks I appreciate your comments. I had considered and rejected allowed. However, I went back and added a comma and somehow allowed was the better choice.
DeleteI enjoyed following your on your hike. Beautiful imagery, Pea!
ReplyDeleteThanks Gabriella, you are welcome to join me anytime.
DeleteI can almost feel myself being there..
ReplyDelete"To the lullaby of lightly lapping water" ..such a soothing line..
Thanks, I find a gentle water sound very soothing.
DeleteWhat beautiful imagery here. I especially liked:
ReplyDelete"My eyes and squinted into a blooming sun,
Its petals reaching out to touch
The misty trails of whiteness webbing the sky."
I could picture your vision clearly from those words!!
I'm so glad Mary. Thank you.
Deleteeverything is so beautiful about the poem especially the blooming sun with its warm rosy petals.....lovely.
ReplyDeleteI so wish I was being touched by the sun now, I'm freezing.
DeleteVery nice told...a place I would like to be!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much. It's easily accessible, if you get as far as Switzerland
DeleteVivid and gorgeous portrayal...Immaculate writing!
ReplyDeletePanchali, thank you very much.
DeleteThis is so lovely and well done, I felt like I was there, watching, and it was a beautiful sight.
ReplyDeleteYou are welcome to accompany me any time, except in winter when we won't get there.
Deletea very vivid imagery here!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much
DeleteExcellent photo. I like composition
ReplyDeleteThanks Jarek, you are very kind.
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