My Poems

By hedgehog1

Sat, 12 Aug 2017
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My poems

I write with a joy and a love

That comes from deep in my heart

In them I write poems that catch on the wind

And weave them with patience and joy

They stay in their place right here on my page

But they fade far away in my mind

 

My thoughts caught a poem today

Of mountains and songs of my home

I treasure it here in my heart

But I shall keep it forever in Wales

 

Morning slides quietly out of the night

The snow lies deep on the fields

Oaks tall and strong, snow on their bough

Flash gold in the dawn early shield

 

Words that I write they lift up my heart

As poems then flow from my pen

This is my vision I bequeath to you

Are you ready to write them like me?

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Submitted by Rhiannonw on

The way thoughts become poems probably differs somewhat from one to another. I liked the picture of the oaks with snow on their branches catching the light of the dawn.

it sounds as if you have many little poems floating aroung in mind or on paper about the mountains etc. Rhiannon

[line 5 I think you meant 'patience' ?]

 

Submitted by hedgehog1 on

Rhiannon, I have many poems that I have written over the fifteen months I have been writing and yes some are of trees and hills. A lot are simple poems that I wrote when I started writing and when I see some of the better poems on this site I think I have a long way to go to reach their standards.

Thank you for your kind comments and pointing out my "typo", which I have edited.

Edward

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

This is excellent I will read more your poems. The beauty of a simple clarity, of sincerity and innocence.

 

Submitted by hedgehog1 on

Thank you so much Tom Brown for your comments. They are much appreciated.

Edward