Another nature poem - a view out my window. - 20th November 2011.


Secret garden.

The natures enigma hides for a while,
But the bed of grass is telling of the wind -
and where it hopes to be heading.
With a whisper of words stained;
An acer paints the picture for it does blush.
The sun hides from the animus rain
Whilst the dew comes a'calling the dusk.
The supple bamboo of the fresh
Green juvenile; seemingly flourished.
I want to blossom the seeds that bind me;
To be pardoned to kiss that florid rose.
And I shall glance into that garden once more
with a higher regard for what it knows.



Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2011-11-20 at 23:45

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Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
John...beautifully written...your painting with words is
Van Gogh-ish....
I particularly love the following lines"

"the bed of grass is telling of the wind -
and where it hopes to be heading"

I believe I now will think of those two lines every time
I see a "bed of grass"

xxx Stan
2012-02-11


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Indeed John you paint and draw in words so well. Makes me think of some in an apartment. Looking out side to the street below. at evrey tree , every flower , each leaf , on those trees.
Well wrote thought out John.
Ken
2011-12-01


shells
I enjoyed the style, the tone of old english lends itself so well to the flow of the piece. It has such grace and the feeling I am sharing a secret, one of your best, bravo.
2011-11-23


Nils Teodor The PoetBay support member heart!
What a beautiful poem
a pleasure to read
Thanks for sharing
N T
2011-11-21


countryfog
The last two lines make this anything but just "another nature poem." I'll not forget them.
2011-11-21



What a beautiful poem, John.
I have commented many times in the past on your ability to paint through words, and here is another wonderful example. I love the connection you feel to nature, conveyed especially in the subtly sensuous notes.
All in all, a triumph. Applause!
2011-11-21